This is Chen Xiyue’s second winter in England. She never imagined she would run into Yi Chuan again after high school. Back in middle school, she had pursued him so fervently that everyone knew about her feelings. Six years later, the memory still embarrassed her. She never expected him to become the boy who fell on a snowy night, homeless and with nowhere to go. Chen Xiyue took him back to her apartment, and their story began a new chapter.
Yi Chuan had been a ray of light in Chen Xiyue’s youth. Through four painful years of adolescence, she chased after that light. She knew all too well that Yi Chuan had seen through her hypocrisy, affectation, and childishness. From Chen Xiyue’s perspective, he probably thought that even hating her would be a waste of time.
Yi Chuan had never imagined Chen Xiyue would change so much in six years, nor that he would truly fall for the girl who had once chased and pestered him. She had become strong, gentle, and resilient. Through her warm, steadfast soul, he glimpsed the helplessness and many wounds she had suffered as a girl. She was now strong enough to be his guiding light in his darkest moments.
