Jasmine Rain

The evening breeze of late autumn, wrapped in the fragrance of osmanthus, rolled past the end of the red carpet at the awards ceremony. Lin Xiao had just received the trophy for Best Actress and was surrounded by people walking to the lounge. The hem of her skirt swept across the ground, bringing up a fragment of starlight. The agent was still instructing her about the follow-up interview process. She nodded slightly, but her eyes suddenly paused when she caught a glimpse of the figure at the corner of the corridor. The corridor lamp casts a faint light and shadow on his outline, making his brows and eyes look clearer and clearer. It's Eucalyptus eucalyptus. Five years later, he was standing there unprepared. The hustle and bustle around him seemed to have been silenced instantly. Lin Xiao's fingertips holding the trophy tightened slightly, and her breathing slowed down for half a beat. "Lin Xiao, long time no see." Jiang Yu walked towards her first, his pace was neither fast nor slow, and he stopped half a step away from her. His voice was low and somewhat dumb. There was still a faint scent of jasmine in his breath, which was exactly the same as in his memory. Intention: Fetters of Destiny