The Wind Brings a Secret Love Letter

In early autumn when she was seventeen, Su Wan fell in love with Lu Zhiheng, a cool academic tyrant, in the sunset in the corridor. She is a meek and quiet liberal arts girl with gentleness hidden in the tip of her pen. She is timid and introverted. She hides her heartbeat in the wrong question book and in her peripheral vision, quietly watching the eternally dazzling young man. Everyone said that Lu Zhiheng was cold, distant, taciturn and indifferent, like the moonlight in the clouds that was out of reach. But no one knew that this much-anticipated science master had secretly remembered the little girl writing by the window in countless inadvertent moments. Remember her frown when she was stumped by mathematics, her broken hair swaying slightly in the evening breeze, and her panicked eyes. The two classes of arts and sciences, so close together, are like passing each other countless times at the corner of the stairs, and looking at each other under the afterglow of the sunset. From strangers looking at each other from a distance, to accompanying each other day and night while solving problems side by side. The evening breeze hides thoughts, and the young man hides tenderness. The sea of topics is endless, youth is hot, All my calmness, deliberate encounters, and silent preferences, All just for a two-way journey with you. It turns out that the best part of youth is that when I secretly like you, you also happen to be happy with me for a long time.