The Whole Spring Is Hidden in the Painting

At the convenience store at two o'clock in the morning, Lin Xi met the boy who always bought last-minute bread for the third time. He was squatting in front of the freezer picking rice balls with a clumsy seriousness, until he put a can of yellow peaches that would expire in three days into her hand, and his glasses slid to the tip of his nose: "Can't reach it?" She later learned that his name was Shen Chun and he was an illustrator. Pinned to the side of the canvas bag is a pen engraved with the word "", and the lock screen is an orange cat named Nian Gao. In the elevator, he handed over a note with a drawing of a cat holding chocolate; in the sketchbook in the studio on the 17th floor, there was a back view of her reaching for oolong tea on tiptoes; and he also carefully drew the canned yellow peaches side by side on the supermarket shelves. At the end of the illustration exhibition, Shen Chun opened the picture of spring - the cans on her windowsill had clear labels, and in the corner it read "You don't have to wait for the expiration date for some sweets." Lin Xi suddenly understood: those early morning encounters, the hesitant bread, and the crooked glasses were all the candy he had hidden in his time. It turns out that some people never need to confess their love directly. They only use a can, a painting, and a cat to make the days just right and sweet, like spring coming carelessly, but so warm that people can't bear to leave. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.