In her youth, Xu Shiyuan lacked courage and could only secretly admire Nie Zhouze from afar.
The love letter she never sent, the unspoken feelings of her crush—she thought all of it had been buried by time.
After years apart, the boy she once admired had grown into a dazzling and remarkable man, while she was no longer the timid girl of the past. Determined to leave no regrets in her youth, Xu Shiyuan seized the opportunity during a chaotic moment to steal a kiss from Nie Zhouze.
She thought she’d executed her plan flawlessly, not realizing that after she left, Nie Zhouze picked up the earring she had dropped and gazed at it thoughtfully.
Later, while staying at Nie Zhouze’s home, she found him holding an old love letter that had fallen out of the pages of her book.
Xu Shiyuan rushed to snatch it back, hiding it behind her:
“That was a silly letter I wrote for someone else back then. It’s nothing worth reading.”
He chuckled. “After chasing you for so long, you still won’t let me read it?”
“I’m afraid you’ll get jealous.”
At that, Nie Zhouze pulled out her long-lost earring and slowly placed it back on her ear.
“Were you afraid when you stole that kiss?”
“This time, you don’t need to be brave. I’ll come to you.” —Nie Zhouze
