Perhaps Spring Knows

Three years ago, in a sudden spring downpour, Meng Jingnian walked Lin Qin home.

He opened the rear door and raised his umbrella, only to meet a pair of tearful eyes.

He asked her what was wrong, and she said, “I think I’ve fallen for someone I can never have.”

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Three years later, it was raining again.

Lin Qin was tracing characters on the fogged-up window glass when Meng Jingnian suddenly asked, “Yiyi, was the person you were talking about back then… me?”

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By seniority, Lin Qin was supposed to call Meng Jingnian “Little Uncle.”

She absolutely hated calling him that.

That title was the forbidden line she could never cross in her lifetime.

He had fallen for her earlier than he realized—perhaps spring knows.