"Secret love is the silent joy that only belongs to one person. It is the unspoken romance hidden deep in the heart."
Liang Jingxin, who transferred from a remote town to the prosperous Jianghai City, met for the first time on an afternoon when the sun was still hot, the boy who was destined to leave a deep mark on her youth.
He is dazzling and distant, a natural presence among the crowd. But she was quiet and timid, just a shadow that dared to stare silently in the corner.
She collected every moment about him - the raised hem of his clothes when he jumped on the court, the shadow cast by his eyelashes in the sun, the faint scent of soap locust when he passed by, and the pair of eyes that occasionally looked at her but never really stayed.
It's a silent feast. She sat alone, caroused alone, and silently treasured all the throbbing, joy and sourness. There is no need to respond, there is no need to know each other, I just want to be able to always look in the same direction for a long time.
Until one day, she discovered that that gaze seemed to... Also stay for her for a moment.
This is a story about secret love, growth and tender encounter. I would like to dedicate it to everyone who has ever liked you silently or who is still loving you silently.
Intention: I don't want to see your tearful eyes looking at his back