>When Chen Mo was helping his father collect scrap metal at the scrap station, he bumped into Lin Wan, a new repeat student.
>In the heavy rain, she was wrapping a stray cat in her school uniform.
>The soaked sketchbook was spread out on the floor - every page showed his silhouette riding a bicycle.
"It doesn't look like the painting," he kicked away the rusty frame, "I never carry people in the back seat."
>Later he found out that she was admitted as a recommended student by CAFA only for a bet.
>When an anonymous whistleblower letter exposed their love affair, Lin Wan tore up her Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts admission ticket.
>"Chen Mo, scholarship is more important than my future."
>Ten years later, he reunited with the painting "Bicycle and the Moon at the Age of Seventeen" at an art exhibition.
> In the back seat of the young man under the moonlight, she was sitting in her school uniform.
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