Library

At the beginning of her second year of high school, Yang Shuting found a yellowed note tucked under "One Hundred Years of Solitude" on an old bookshelf in the library, with strong handwriting on it: "The metaphor on page 37 is like the clouds by the window this morning." Later, she kept encountering these "secrets" in different pages of books - a small sun was drawn next to the formula in the physics exercise book, dried ginkgo leaves were sandwiched in the Chinese textbook, and even the sentence "Today I saw someone copying notes against the sunset" was hidden in the composition material book. Until a certain self-study class, she saw Jiang Xuyan writing something between the pages of the book at the desk in front of her. When she looked up, her eyes happened to hit the "Border Town" with notes in her hand. It turns out that those tiny heartbeats hidden in the folds of the pages were never a person's chaos, but a love letter he quietly wrote to her in words, spanning half the classroom.