A small, square box holds all of Cheng Xiao's secrets.
Among the countless tiny words left by those who came before on the walls, there is no trace of Cheng Xiao's future.
Countless lies, countless attempts to hide the truth, countless acts of cowardice.
Goodbyes left unspoken, resolve that cannot be stopped, a fall into ruin that cannot be contained.
Cheng Xiao always thought she would die one day, three years from now, in an accident that wasn't really an accident.
But the gods never came, and neither did death.
[Melancholy, sensitive heroine X protective, hot-tempered rich heir hero]
[Not a youth-angst story]
[Happy ending]
Theme: How wonderful
