The ginkgo trees on campus have turned yellow again, and their golden leaves pave a winding path. Lin Shu stood under the tree, looking in the direction of the teaching building, with the touch of the unsent letter from that year still lingering on his fingertips. The wind passed by and picked up a ginkgo leaf. She was in a trance and returned to the autumn that was dyed brightly by the sun, and the young man who illuminated her youth like a shooting star and then suddenly fell - Cheng Huai.
Intention: secret love