Xu Qingran once stubbornly believed that the drawers filled with love letters, the corridors always surrounded by eager girls, and the boys who were favored wherever they went were just the halo of the protagonists in idol dramas. Until... The boy named Lu Yue frequently appeared in her sight.
At first, Xu Qingran didn't think Lu Yue was that outstanding. At that young age, he was just cleaner and neater than boys of the same age. But I don't know when, she began to capture his figure unconsciously. When Lu Yue came closer, she would feel an inexplicable throbbing in her heart; she would accidentally meet his eyes, but then covertly look away, feeling a little embarrassed about being caught.
Sixteen-year-old Xu Qingran was convinced that she was not worthy of Lu Yue. She always naively thought that time would wait for her—when she would become more beautiful, smarter, and more lovable, she would be able to reveal her true feelings to him frankly.
However, time waits for no one.
At a certain moment, she suddenly realized that some things seemed to be missed forever if she waited.
Regarding the young man named Lu Yue, all that is left to remember his youth is a reply of a few hundred words and the same short shirt that they both wore by chance.
Intention: secret love