On the day when high school students were sorted into classes, Lu Shiyan sat next to Su Qingyuan.
She thought that the long-lost intersection in junior high school would be like the phoenix leaves blown away by the wind, never to be picked up again.
But rumors, difficulties, and the eyes of others have pushed them together again and again.
He never said much, but when she was in trouble, he stayed calm and shielded her from the wind and rain; she never asked too much, only in silence, she slowly saw clearly what she had hidden for many years.
Concept: There is no need to talk about a young man's thoughts. Her world is not only about love.