The summer vacation finally ended with the cooling breeze and the fading cicada sound, and that year, they met... Ling Xi was wearing a white shirt, standing under the camphor tree next to the school avenue with a smile on his face. Even the midsummer sunshine was outshone by him and lost its luster. Yu Ruohui stared at it in a daze. Until now, Yu Ruohui can't believe that they are in love.