Back in high school, Xia Xingchu was bad at Chinese, so she dragged Yu Ji into tutoring her. Pointing to a question about the proper use of words, Yu Ji tapped his pen and asked, "What idiom should go here?"
Xia Xingchu yawned lazily and replied, "Still shaken by the experience."
Years later, Xia Xingchu survived an explosion. When she woke up and saw Yu Ji keeping watch beside her bed, she pouted and said, "I was so scared. I'm still shaken by the experience."
Yu Ji gazed at her with bloodshot eyes, his voice low.
"Mm. You have me."
To Yu Ji, the piano was his dream, while Xia Xingchu was the wish he had always cherished.
"Where fragrance cannot reach, I can."
