Li Jian'an

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Li Jian'an habitually hides his true feelings behind a flippant facade. He can recite romantic verses to every girl along the river, yet he only ever secretly sketches one person's silhouette where no one can see. He can take the blame for the entire household, but he alone dares not let that person know why he does it. Until he folds his most secret longing into a silk sachet and presses it into Shen Yan's hands. In April in Suzhou, the osmanthus does not bloom. But the spring he has waited twenty-three years for has finally arrived.