On a stormy night, I crashed into Su Wan's car. As a rising star in architectural design, I was used to calculating everything precisely, but I couldn't calculate this accident. Her arm was broken, yet she smiled and comforted me. "Mr. Lin, don't worry. This gives me a chance to stop for a while." I'm Lin Shen, someone who doesn't believe in coincidences, but I began going to the hospital every day "on my way" to bring her favorite white peach oolong tea. Then, in her hospital room, I saw the diamond ring and note her ex-boyfriend had left behind: "Wanwan, just turn around and come back to me." I quietly set the thermos by the door. For the first time, I couldn't calculate whether I should move forward or step back. When she ran after me, the rain was as heavy as it had been that day. "Lin Shen, can you add me to your plans?"
