At eighteen, high school transfer student Lin Xingyuan met Li Mingzhou in the rain.
He steadied her broken suitcase, tilted his umbrella toward her, and stepped into the youth she had guarded so carefully. Star-shaped bandages, orange candy wrappers, and fifteen minutes after evening study gradually brought two people equally afraid of loss to write each other into their futures.
Lin Xingyuan thought Li Mingzhou's silence meant she could rely on him, and that solving everything for her was love. Then his family suddenly fell apart. In the name of protecting her, he hid the truth and personally pushed her out of his life.
Twelve years later, they meet again at their old school. At last, the misunderstandings buried for years are cleared up, but the boy he once was still has a habit of making every decision for her.
Can a truth that comes too late give them back the life they missed? Can people who once loved each other deeply really start over?
Years later, in the rain, Li Mingzhou tilts his umbrella toward her again. But Lin Xingyuan opens her own umbrella and says calmly, “No need. I already have one.”
Some people aren't part of your later life, yet remain forever in the eighteen-year-old past you can never return to.
