On the last day of his senior year in high school, Jiang Jiyun tore up his letter of recommendation in public, and paper scraps fell like snow all over the corridor. He chased the person who turned around and left, his voice trembling: "Shen Zhiyao, don't leave." No one knew that what he gave up was the entire future, just to catch a figure who never looked back. After three years of silent secret love and a storm before the college entrance examination, he no longer wanted to be the perfect boy who topped the score list. He only wanted to be Shen Zhiyao's only reason to look back. The wind stopped, and he stood in the sunshine, holding in his hand the future that had been torn to pieces but could not be put back together, but he held tightly to Shen Zhiyao at this moment.
