Once upon a time in dramaland there was a little pond, very shallow and very smooth. Suddenly bubbles rose from the bottom, but they subsided even as you watched. And you walked on, while your memory of the little puddle faded. That Love Comes isn't awful, nor bothersome or irritating, it's also not badly written, it's just plain. Equation: Normal handsome, rich, young man versus courageous, but poor girl story minus dramatic scenes minus cuteness minus fluffy Taiwanese/Chinese craziness equals That Love Comes. The usual up and downs occur, but so far beneath the surface of our pond that the surface is not even disturbed. Joe Cheng's performance and likely (plus only) attraction of the drama is not one to start screaming in ecstasy, but it's not bad either. Li Fei Er, our little see rose swimming on the little pond with her comrades, stands out as she is the palest among all of them. The Music flushes by like the light raining outdoors which helps you fall asleep and makes you feel comfortable - but the next day it's forgotten. A rewatch value is basically non-existent. (Although it might be a good alternative for a sleeping pill.) A drama, which is not bad, but not outstanding either, it will keep you entertained, but there is no depth and there are better versions of the same material.