But I Still Remember What You Were Like in Your Youth

Years ago, she disappeared without a trace after taking a huge sum of money, cutting off every last connection.

Rumors spread, and the whole school condemned her.

She became a greedy, heartless villain,

the one who personally destroyed Situ Nan’s purest, most passionate first love.

Years later, they met again on a university campus.

He was aloof and obsessive, his hatred running bone-deep.

He treated her coldly, made things difficult for her, and cornered her at every turn,

determined to reclaim the warmth and sincerity she had betrayed back then.

But he would never know that her departure had never been an act of betrayal.

It was a terrifying conspiracy, carefully laid to bury the truth.

(This is the dream of youth I’ve kept hidden for so many years.

The first novel I secretly wrote as a student

was torn to shreds by my mother, who told me to focus on my studies and stop daydreaming.

Years later, I picked up my pen again.

Not to become a bestseller, and not for the numbers.

I only want to give the story I couldn’t finish when I was young

back to my younger self, carefully and in its entirety.)