In the autumn of his freshman year of high school, the air was filled with the fragrance of cinnamon and the coolness of farewell. At the sports meeting, liberal arts student Xu Jinxia's eyes were firmly caught by the windy figure on the track—sophomore sports student Ji Jinyu. His concentration when sprinting, the glistening of sweat beads in the sun, and even the breeze when he passed by, all accurately hit her silent heart. However, messages about him also followed: "He is a playboy" and "Change your girlfriend quickly". Perhaps Jin Xia stubbornly believes that those eyes that occasionally show fatigue but are still bright hide the purest beauty in this world. In that autumn when the wind was particularly gentle, a silent secret love quietly grew.
Intention: Meeting you in my prime is the greatest generosity of fate. Even if it is fruitless, the silent throbbing and long self-healing itself are the most profound imprint of youth.