In midsummer, the cicadas were chirping noisily, and the sun was burning like fire. The sun shone on Tang Jingwen's smiling face, and the young man could not take his eyes away from her.
A gust of hot wind blew by, lifting Tang Jingwen's broken hair. Her slender fingers touched the hair, and her watery almond eyes curved into moons.
From then on, this moment was deeply engraved in Pei Sicheng's passionate heart, and affected the young man's passionate heart...
Concept: A secret love in campus, as sweet as honey, as bitter as sour fruit