"You always say that the future is long, but you have never thought about my future." In the fragrance of seventeen-year-old osmanthus, the reunion of transfer student Shen Wanyue and badminton girl Ji Huaixing is like a carefully woven dream. Ji Huaixing brings old memories and approaches through countless "happening" encounters. The coolness of mint candies, the moon on his notebook, and the coat in the library all hide his cautious heartbeat. But Su Yang's ties, malicious rumors, and agreements that were shelved again and again made those obscure feelings gradually fade away. When the heavy snow buried the unspoken confession, "the days are long" finally became the cruelest lie, leaving only regrets and silent whimpering in the years.
Concept: Old people and old memories are not only the starting point of fate, but also become an insurmountable emotional shackles.
