Midsummer Secret Love Falls in the First Snow

He Wan's youth was very quiet. She is used to hiding her love in her peripheral vision, in the gaps of her draft paper, and in every heartbeat that dares not look back. During her third year of high school, she looked at Yan Xi from a distance and thought it was just a midsummer for a person. It wasn't until the first snowy day in college that the boy under the streetlight finally stopped and said to her: "I was watching you in every self-study class in high school." "Others think I'm cold, but in fact I'm just - I'm only very interested in you." It turns out that the little tenderness she has treasured for three years has never been a one-way look. She had waited all summer, and finally the first snow came. And that snow fell on all her heartbeats when she was young.