Jing Youmin had a secret crush on Lu Ye for three years.
She had planned to graduate from her feelings for him on the day he received his early admission offer.
But then he casually handed her a box of cookies and said, "Goodbye," and she was pathetic enough to turn her secret crush into a sequel.
In middle school, she was utterly unremarkable: heavy bangs, big glasses, average grades, a gentle nature, and a habit of pleasing everyone.
Lu Ye was the complete opposite. He was always at the center of a crowd, tall, handsome, and good at school. A talented swimmer, he was the subject of whispered conversations wherever he went.
She studied with all her might and worked hard to get into the high school that had already accepted him. When the first year began, she finally stood in front of him again.
But she discovered that Lu Ye seemed to have a darker side, one that could draw blood.
He skipped class, rode a motorcycle, and was often covered in gauze, bandages, and unhealed wounds. He drifted along the dangerous fringes of society.
She secretly followed him and discovered that the boy who had once shone in the pool was now fighting in underground rings for money and betting his life on motorcycle races.
He told her to stay away.
But she kept barging into his world, bringing water, medicine, ill-timed courage, and a dazzling brightness all her own.
They grew closer and closer.
Close enough that, for a moment, Lu Ye wanted to selfishly lose himself in this sense of abandon.
But just as they were about to get together, he pushed her away without mercy, cold and cruel.
With red-rimmed eyes, she asked, "What am I to you, really?"
Later, she went abroad to study, while he continued to spiral. He skipped class, dropped out, became a freelance model, and hung around bars. He got earrings and a brow piercing, and changed girlfriends again and again.
When she returned to China for an internship in her senior year of college, she saw Lu Ye again. He leaned close to her ear, smiling carelessly. "What, you still haven't forgotten me?" Then he slipped a room key card into her hand.
The deer call in the fields, eating the mugwort. If a reunion means falling all over again, will you still dare to walk toward the abyss?
Hero: calm and restrained, beautiful yet tragic. Heroine: gentle on the outside, determined within, and unwilling to turn back until she hits a wall.
Both are each other's first and only. One-on-one romance.
Theme: Secret love in youth | Mutual salvation | Rekindled love
