The Fragrance of Pomegranates, the Promise of Love

Lin Peiran was a celebrity at a university in Yuecheng. He was a great basketball player, could win any fight, and consistently ranked in the top twenty in his year. Wherever he went, he was the center of attention. He didn't care about anything, until one Saturday evening.

Su Jin was a woman who had opened a durian shop in her third year of university. With short hair and flip-flops, she spoke in a thick Cantonese accent, pronouncing “you” as “lei” and “Band-Aid” as “chuan-ke-tie.” She was carefree and clumsy, could move dozens of boxes of durians without breaking a sweat, and would secretly blush after swearing.

Lin Peiran's mother sent him to check out the shop. The moment he stepped through the door, a durian fell from the sky, or, to be precise, rolled down from Su Jin's hands as she crouched atop a shelf.

He caught the durian, and with it, a durian-scented love he never saw coming...