She died on a rainy night when she was 28 years old. Her marriage was broken and her life was in ruins.
It was only at the class reunion that I learned that the silent and cold boy had secretly been in love with her for ten years.
When she opened her eyes, she was back in her senior year class.
The countdown on the blackboard is dazzling, there are unfinished test papers in front of the table, and behind him is the seventeen-year-old Shen Zhiyan.
This time, she saw clearly all the neglected tenderness:
He quietly picked up the test paper, defended it quietly, and hid the heartbeat that he dared not express in his eyes.
It turns out that all his "side trips" and "coincidences" were all a secret love that lasted two lifetimes.
But the misunderstandings come back, the rumors remain the same, and the scars from the past life still hurt.
She thought she was still an outsider, until he protected her in public, speaking clearly and hotly:
"It's me, Shen Zhiyan, who likes Lin Wan."
What you missed in the past life, you can make up for in this life.
From the youthful classroom to the distant future,
He gave her all the tenderness he had hidden all his life.
This time, the wind has its return date, and I have you.
Never miss it again.
