First love is fruitless.
Secret love is torture with no end in sight.
Lin Xi will never forget the moment when he looked back.
Jade-like skin, clear collarbones, and a pair of bright and deep eyes hidden under the fine eyelashes, like gems in the dark night, quietly possessing a calm and powerful power. He looked at Lin Xi in surprise, and a strange scene flashed through the crystal. After seeing the person clearly, it dimmed again.
Many years later, when she recalled this morning after the rain, she could always vaguely remember the fragrance of gardenia petals in front of the window.
Perhaps, it was this startling glimpse that established the position of this young man in her heart for the next ten years.
Su Yanchen wanted to be a star, so Lin Xi was willing to be the one who lit the lamp.
But behind her, there was also a person who silently lit the lamp for her.
The brother she fears and longs for, Lin Yize.
Hai Tian Yise: Are you happy now?
Qingxi in the forest: I have never been so safe.