That summer, when cicadas roared, two young hearts quietly drew closer after a chance encounter at the entrance to an alley.
The boy secretly fell for her, and the girl was filled with joy. A pure, innocent affection quietly blossomed between them.
But fate played a cruel hand. A sudden upheaval tore them apart, and after a hurried farewell, mountains and seas lay between them. They lost all contact.
Shen Zhiyu stayed in the old city, waiting for thirteen years.
He went to every place they had once visited together, waiting year after year, unable to forget her. No matter how much others tried to persuade him, he refused to let go of the feelings he held in his heart.
