On her very first day of college, Han Muran was instantly smitten with a girl in a suit.
The moment she saw Li Shiyao's face, Han Muran's eyes went wide, her legs stopped moving, and she watched wherever the girl went.
From then on, Han Muran felt as if she'd lost three of her seven souls. She thought about the girl day and night, hoping to run into her again someday.
It wasn't until the freshman orientation ceremony that Han Muran learned the girl was her upperclassman in the same major: Li Shiyao.
One night, as she tossed and turned in bed, Han Muran pounded her pillow and let out a single syllable. Could she have fallen for that girl?
Li Shiyao looked calmly at her silly underclassman, who bounced around all day. Didn't she ever get tired?
How did this person seem to have and know everything? Li Shiyao silently thought that she herself seemed to have nothing but money.
Without a sound, a warm head rested on her shoulder. Han Muran leaned close to her ear. "No, you still have..."
Li Shiyao's heart pounded as she waited for Han Muran to say the word "you." But what Han Muran blurted out was "a disease."
In an instant, Li Shiyao's hopeful heart sank to the bottom...
They said neither of them would fall first, but in the end, they both found their way to each other.
Lively girl × reserved, secretly flirtatious senior
Mutual top energy: whoever's stronger takes the lead
Theme: Take in a broad range of knowledge, then distill it; build up a deep reserve before letting it shine.
