When she was a student, she was quiet and taciturn, and despised all those who fell in love prematurely. But when she arrived, she was hopelessly mired in secret love. Is it the confusion of love, the hesitation of wanting but not daring to ask for it, the painful entanglement of secret love, or the infinite temptation of ridicule?
Xu Jing: Do you love me?
Ji Mengyan: Guess!
Xu Jing: You... Don't love me...
Ji Mengyan: Congratulations... You answered wrongly