When Shen Zijin was seventeen, a boy said to her: "I have the sequelae of hypoglycemia, and you are responsible."
She thought it was a joke.
It was an afternoon in late April. An out-of-control basketball hit her, Mu Ye flew in front of her, and then fainted. In the infirmary, she put a strawberry-filled chocolate into his palm. He said he was sick. She said she would take responsibility for him. All the water he had just taken into his mouth spurted out.
He didn't know that that feeling was called heartbeat. She didn't know that some promises would last a lifetime if she said them.
But the real beginning of the story is earlier - in Class 1, Grade 2, nicknamed the "Devil City", there were only two things in Shen Zijin's world: the three words "He Yanli" above her name, and the expectations of a "natural scientist" in her grandmother's words. She sealed all her distracting thoughts under the desk lamp late at night, thinking that reason could plan everything.
Until that basketball shattered her precision-operated life. Mu Ye was like an unreasonable wind, breaking into her isolated halo. He is reckless, fiery, and uneducated, but he secretly escorts her home in a clumsy way. He Yanli was the breeze in the mountains, shielding her from embarrassment in silence and swallowing all the explanations alone. When a deliberate "pretended relationship" involved the three of them in a whirlpool, things she thought were sealed well began to loosen uncontrollably...
Concept: A youthful growth story strung together with a strawberry chocolate. In the collision of rationality and sensibility, the boy learns to take responsibility, and the girl learns to accept, and each finds its own track and light.