Shen Yanzhou was the secret longing of Ji Ling’s girlhood. She thought her unrequited love would simply fade away, until they met again years later and quickly got married.
Their happy married life made her believe her love had finally been returned, but she never expected Shen Yanzhou to regain his memories.
He seemed like a different person, his tone distant. “Our marriage won’t change, but you don’t need to expect anything from me.”
“You should understand that I’m not him.”
Only later did Ji Ling learn that he had someone buried deep in his heart, a first love whose shadow she happened to resemble.
She thought that was the end of it.
One late night, he cornered her against the wall, his voice hoarse. “If you like the way Shen Yanzhou used to be, I can change.”
“You can treat me as if I were him. I only ask that you don’t leave me...”
Ji Ling thought she was a thief who had stolen a little happiness, never knowing she was his past, present, and future.
