Ten Miles of Spring Breeze Can’t Compare to Thinking of You

On the first day of school, Jian Nian meets the boy of her dreams. She says, “Ten miles of spring breeze are nothing compared to meeting you.” Years later, they meet again. He says, “You were the one who said you liked me back then.” Jian Nian puts on a haughty face. “Hmph. Back then, you were already secondhand goods.” He gives her a knowing smile. “Then let’s start over.”