What kind of story is this? At seventeen, Su Man picked up a basketball that had rolled across the playground and stopped at her feet, and lost her first innocent, bewildered heart. “I’ll wait for you at Tsinghua.” Years later, Song Yi had forgotten those words, leaving them behind in a forgotten corner of time. But the girl who picked up the basketball remembered them all along. She followed in his footsteps, appearing wherever he went, yet never found the courage to stand before him and say, “Hello, Song Yi. My name is Su Man. I like you.” Eleven years later, after an unexpected reunion, Su Man was no longer the ordinary, insecure girl she had been, and Song Yi was no longer the sunny-smiled boy of her memories. When she finally mustered the courage to pursue love, she had no idea that while she gazed into the distance, another pair of eyes was watching her, seemingly holding a passionate secret that would never be spoken aloud.
