Jiang Yang's life ended forever at the age of twenty-two.
When he died, his usually unruffled rival in love, Su Zheng, had bloodshot eyes and looked as if he had gone mad.
When Jiang Yang regained consciousness, he woke up in the body of a stranger. The body's original owner was only eighteen, so Jiang Yang had no choice but to go through college all over again. After a series of twists and turns, he became an intern at the company where Su Zheng worked.
The aloof, distinguished man, as dazzling as a heaven-sent prodigy, now had a mist in his eyes. His long fingers gently brushed Jiang Yang's face as if he were some priceless treasure. He murmured, "Have you come back?"
Jiang Yang got goosebumps from being touched and slapped his hand away. "What the hell is wrong with you in broad daylight?"
Jiang Yang, Su Zheng, and Bai Xiaowei had been neighbors since childhood, and the three of them were close. During adolescence, Jiang Yang realized he liked Bai Xiaowei and quietly told Su Zheng. Who could have guessed that from then on, Su Zheng would grow distant toward him?
Jiang Yang always thought Su Zheng was cold to him because Su Zheng liked Bai Xiaowei too. Who could have guessed that Su Zheng's phone wallpaper was a photo of him, and even the passcode was his birthday?
Bai Xiaowei knew that Su Zheng had a secret.
He had always been a star at school: top of his class, handsome, and aloof. Countless girls saw him as the ideal boyfriend and sent him love letters and chocolates, but he kept them all at arm's length. He was only close to her. Her friends said Su Zheng must like her.
After graduation, Bai Xiaowei's young heart went pit-a-pat, and she confessed to Su Zheng. But he told her he was gay and that he liked Jiang Yang.
After Jiang Yang died unexpectedly that year, Su Zheng, who had never been talkative, became even quieter. From then on, he wore black more often, making his face look even paler.
Bai Xiaowei knew he was mourning Jiang Yang.
He asked her for everything connected to Jiang Yang: his photos, the yearbook entries he'd written, the gifts he'd given her... Bai Xiaowei was deeply worried. Su Zheng seemed to have become obsessed with Jiang Yang's death.
Then a young man appeared by Su Zheng's side, and at last there was some light in his eyes. As an old friend, Bai Xiaowei was relieved.
The dead are gone, and the living must carry on. Jiang Yang, as bright and warm as a little sun, will live in their hearts forever.
Theme: Those who never forget will surely hear an answer.
