Deer Call in the Clear Stream

Everyone is destined to meet two people in their lifetime: one who makes time stand still, and one who brings warmth to the years.

Lu Qingyuan was lucky. The person she met was both, and he was also the kind of heartthrob other women could only envy. When she was by his side, he spoiled her rotten. When she wasn't, he remained chaste and as graceful as ever.

But she was so afraid. So many years had passed between them, and the wind had blown them so far apart. So far that she had forgotten his favorite ice cream flavor; so far that she had forgotten there had once been someone who treasured her with his very life; so far that she had come to believe this was all life had in store for her, and she would never again find the tenderness of her dreams.

She had lost her memory, and she had lost that boy. He must hate her, after all these years. But she still selfishly believed: He loved her so much, how could he bear to let her shed a single tear? No matter what, she was taking this gamble!

So, Mr. Ye, don't run away. We still have the rest of our lives to look after each other.