In everyone's youth, there is a love buried in silence. We thought that time would make things come true, but we didn't know that time would only make us miss the intersection, and there would be no possibility of intersection from now on.
Eight years ago (when Shen Xiluo was sixteen years old), Shen Xiluo was an ordinary girl who was outside the top 300 in her grade, and Lin Zhaoyang was a dazzling boy who was always at the top of the honor list.
In order to let him see her, she worked hard to climb from the three hundred to the top three, and walked to him from the dusty corner. With the help of best friend Jiang Zhi and good friend Ling Baizhou, they finally became friends. She agreed to go to the same university as him, and agreed to go to the same city. She drew all her imagination about the future into drawings, and each one had his name on it.
Then he left.
The summer after graduating from high school, Lin Zhaoyang left without saying goodbye and went to study abroad. No explanation, no goodbye, not even a message. Shen Xiluo waited in the rain all night, waited until she had a high fever and was hospitalized, and waited until all her expectations turned into a joke.
Eight years later, Shen Xi became an outstanding designer, had a gentle and considerate boyfriend Xu Lang, and lived a peaceful and stable life. She thought she had forgotten that name a long time ago, and all the humility and heartache in those years.
Until Lin Zhaoyang reappeared.
He is already the founder of the AL Group, the young boss of the Lin Group, and he also has a well-matched marriage partner, Sang Ying. He looked at her, with six years of apologies and unspeakable affection hidden in his eyes.
But there was already someone else beside her.
This is a story about loss and reunion. The secret love of my youth was like a deep scar that healed for eight years, but reopened the moment he appeared. Shen Xiluo didn't know that Lin Zhaoyang's departure was not a betrayal, but a difficult decision that she could not imagine.
Later she discovered——
Some people you think you have missed are actually waiting for you where they are.
Concept: The mountains have their unevenness, and I have my unevenness.