The year she was seventeen years old was Lin Qiyu's best memory. From the moment she looked back and saw Long Zhen, an unforgettable experience for her was destined to begin between them... Although it was short-lived, in the following ten years, there was always a place in her heart, not for anyone, but just for her young and ignorant self at that time.
Concept: First love is the smell of earthy grass on the playground after the rain. It is the unique mark of youth that belongs to everyone.