[Older, fatherly male lead + marriage first, love later + slow and steady romance]
[Steady, restrained CEO × cool-headed, rational traditional Chinese medicine doctor]
Jiang Zhihan has a secret she has kept for years.
The year she turned seventeen, locust blossoms fell all over her. When she looked up and saw him, her heart stirred.
Later, their elders arranged their engagement. On the day they registered their marriage, he signed the papers and turned to leave.
She went to Vienna. They lived apart for three years and had nine video calls, yet he never once looked at her for long.
She thought he had long forgotten that spring.
Three years later, she returned home and took her place in the consultation room. He opened the door and sat down in front of her.
The pulse cushion was soft, the scent of medicine drifted through the air. She placed her fingers on his wrist, and her racing heart was impossible to hide.
Later, she discovered that he had kept the greeting card she wrote before boarding her flight, unopened, for three years.
He had kept the old photo of her reading beneath the covered walkway longer than anything else.
He remembered that look she gave him when she lifted her head at seventeen.
He was the first to lose his composure, and the first to lower his head and give in.
But the one who fell in love first had done so far earlier, and for far longer, than she ever imagined.
