Gu Lingyan from Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School is famous for being a great beauty, but unfortunately she has a bad reputation for being extremely cool. She has a secret in her heart. She once secretly liked a boy.
The moment the box door was pushed open, Yan You walked in, with the corners of his lips curved at the right angle, bright and cheerful. Next to her stood He Nanchuan. He was still tall and tall, but his aura had faded away and he was now more composed. Only his eyebrows and eyes were still clean, like water-colored ink. Gu Lingyan's knuckles holding the cup tightened slightly.
There is a break from the hustle and bustle between parties. Yan You hugged Gu Qingqian affectionately, smiling brightly, but the words she spat out were as cold as blades: "Ling Yan, I'm really jealous of your beauty. But..." She changed the topic with cruel innocence, "I know you like He Nanchuan, but I advise you to give up. He will never like you - what he hates most is the mistress."
At that moment, she thought this was the most hopeless ending of her secret love.
However, the gears of fate are turning quietly. Later one night, Gu Lingyan sat on He Nanchuan's lap and was held in his arms forcefully yet tenderly. His slender fingers gently touched the corners of her eyes, and his deep voice contained a hint of imperceptible distress and questioning:
"Tell me, at Yan You's birthday party... Why were you crying?"
This is a youthful whisper about secret love, bright love and misplaced heartbeat. When the balance of emotions begins to swing, how will they finally see their own hearts clearly, and how will they choose to complete this intertwined poem called youth?
Concept: Love is a moment outside the order