Thin mints, used bookstores, and a years-long crush.
For Jiang Jinghuai, Ji Shuning is a painting by the window of the library, a silhouette of pen in the sun, the mint scent mixed with the fragrance of ink lingering in the pages of old books, and a secret that he kept secret throughout his junior high school years.
For Ji Shuning, Jiang Jinghuai was an unreachable name on the honor list, a cold and distant figure in the front row, the orange juice and mints that were suddenly handed to him, and the most spectacular accident in his peaceful youth.
When the silent gaze becomes unsatisfactory, when the coincidental encounter is no longer a coincidence. The flowers of the high mountain fell for him, and he was a clumsy learner who learned by himself without a teacher.
Jiang Jinghuai x Ji Shuning
Purpose: live a good life