Seven years ago, Jiang Wan found a stack of photographs in a drawer: Ji Shi, intimately close with another girl. On the back of the last photo was a line: "Do you really think he likes you?"
She didn't try to find out the truth. She quietly transferred schools, changed her phone number, and vanished from that boy's world for good.
Because ever since she was little, she'd never dared to believe that anyone could truly like her.
Seven years later, Jiang Wan returned to the city as a designer. Her very first project brought her face-to-face with the client's project lead: Ji Shi.
He was taller and more imposing than he had been as a boy, and more silent. His gaze was as cold as ice.
"With skills like these, you dare take on our project?"
Yet beneath his strictly professional facade, he remembered that she loved century egg and lean pork congee, that she liked watercolors, and every little thing she'd ever said.
"The day you left, I waited at the station all night."
At last, Jiang Wan realized that the truth deliberately buried all those years ago was far more complicated than she'd imagined. A forged photograph, a malicious lie, and the tacit approval of two families had kept two people in love apart for seven years.
This time, she wouldn't run away again.
But would he still be waiting for her?
