My heart often moves with someone's every move, which is a secret I can't tell.
Everyone said that Chen Jing was aloof, but An Qiunuo didn't expect that he was so easy to get in touch with.
After school, we helped each other study together, ate desserts together, walked together under the ginkgo forest... Even if we didn't express our feelings, these many memories were enough to satisfy An Qiunuo.
They thought their high school life was going smoothly, but the betrayal of their relatives put Anqiunuo's family in crisis. A farewell phone call cut off the two people's unspoken sincerity.
"An Qiunuo, you are really good at lying."
"Hidden under the ginkgo tree is its body, buried with all our memories."
When we meet again, we have cut off the thorns, and only our favorite ginkgo forest is left.
At the school anniversary party many years later, An Qiunuo met Chen Jing again in a familiar place.
An Qiunuo found that she still liked Chen Jing very much, as if as long as Chen Jing stood in front of her, nothing would matter.
However, the rumors that the other party was engaged still made her righteously persuade Chen Jing's transgression.
"Mr. Chen, please respect yourself. You should really ask your fiancée how she feels."
"Yes, I was asking her if she didn't want to?"
Intention: The meaning of love