That day, there was a clatter, and the newly-received book accidentally fell from Wen Jingnian's arms to the ground. Wen Jingnian squatted half-crouched, looked around, and quickly swept away the dust on the new books one after another, and was about to fold them and hold them in his arms. In the middle of the day, a voice called "Little Jingnian!" Came from behind. At this familiar voice, Wen Jingnian suddenly turned around. In the corridor under the slanting sunlight, stood a young man who was as tall and tall as a pine tree. He chuckled and walked slowly towards Wen Jingnian.
That corridor was the beginning of Wen Jingnian's love for Zhao Jiayu, and it was also the last place where Wen Jingnian waited for Zhao Jiayu to return.
"The old scars are gone, but the old wounds are still there. Year after year, my dreams and thoughts are haunting me."
Purpose: Wen Jingnian was particularly afraid of dogs and had low self-esteem because of her childhood psychological shadow. She was a very inconspicuous poor student in the class, but suddenly one day Zhao Jiayu transferred to her city school. With Zhao Jiayu's step-by-step guidance and touch, Wen Jingnian was slowly healed.