Ashes of Mint

Jin Xia had been Tang Jiayu's secretary for four years, and had never once heard him talk about college. Then a car accident sent her transmigrating back six years. By the library window, she dozed with her head on the desk. Someone gently raised a hand to shield her from the glaring sunlight. It was Tang Jiayu. Tang Jiayu in his college days. She had never known that he had quietly shielded her from the sun, written notes for her CET-6 exam, and left her an umbrella on rainy days. She had never known he had loved her for seven years. But just as she found out, he lost his memory. He forgot everyone. Everyone except her, and the faint scent of mint about her. “Who are you?” he asked. He gazed at her unfamiliar eyes. Only as his memories gradually returned did he realize that she, too, was the person he had loved for seven years, without ever letting her know.