Jiang Nian has been in love with Shen Du for nine years, from high school to graduate school, from school uniform to white coat. She thought that this secret love would be like the thoughts that went over and over in countless late nights, rotting in her stomach forever. Until one day during the night shift in the emergency department, Shen Du was accidentally injured and was pushed into her clinic. He suddenly grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, "Nian Nian, don't sew too much."
——He called her by her nickname, but they were clearly just school friends.
Jiang Nian's fingers trembled, and he almost lost control of the needle pliers. Later she learned that Shen Du's laboratory was upstairs from hers, and they were separated by a ceiling. He had eavesdropped on her talking to herself for two years. What she didn't know was that on the back of the high school graduation photo that she carefully collected and had yellowed corners, Shen Du wrote a line of small words in pencil, so faint that they were almost invisible -
"Jiang Nian, do you want to like me too?"
