My Sweetheart

With a mother who was desperate to see her daughter married, Tang Jinyuan had barely started college when her mother gave her the phone number of a local boy her age. Her mother said confidently over the phone, "He's the boy you liked best in kindergarten. You used to go on and on to me about him..." Tang Jinyuan hung up at once. Shang Jin got a call from his mother. She said she'd run into Tang Jinyuan's mother during the day and given her his number. Shang Jin waited all day for her call. And waited for nothing. Later, at an academic competition between their two universities, Tang Jinyuan's teammate looked at the cool, elegant, devastatingly handsome man across from them and excitedly tugged at her sleeve. "Yuanyuan, he's been looking at you this whole time. Do you know each other?" All Tang Jinyuan cared about was beating their opponents and winning the competition. "No." At the celebration banquet, someone called Tang Jinyuan outside midway through. The man standing in the corridor held a marriage certificate drawn in pencil, his smile unreadable. "We're already married, and you still don't know me?" Theme: