When the confused art student Lin Chuxia ran into the arms of Gu Yushen, the god of computer science at A University, holding her treasured sketchbook, the gears of fate turned quietly. At the opening ceremony, he was an unattainable star, and in the library, he was the "old enemy" who made cold remarks and grabbed books. An unexpected first kiss and his silent protection on a rainy night brought two completely different hearts quietly closer together in the midsummer of youth.
He is the hidden heir to a wealthy family, calm and self-possessed, but he becomes her "exclusive tutor", swallowing burnt cookies and writing coded love letters. She is an ordinary and tenacious dream chaser. There are stars hidden under the paintbrush, and her math paper is full of embarrassment, but she transformed into a radiant person in his eyes. The gap in family status, the obstruction of the family, the ups and downs of starting a business, the distance from a foreign country... Numerous tests followed one after another.
He gave her equity and declared that he would share every honor; she wrote for him and drew a blueprint for standing side by side. From the youthful campus to the ups and downs of the business world, from ignorance to growing old together, they use trust and growth to turn the thorns of the world into flowers. When the fireworks of the Starlight Ceremony bloomed, he knelt down on one knee and took out the belated vow - it turns out that the sweetest love is to make you a better version of yourself, and then spend the summer together called the rest of your life.
This is an extremely sweet story about two-way travel and mutual achievement. Watch how the academic god who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside falls step by step, and how the confused and tough girl breaks out of her cocoon and becomes a butterfly. Together, they compose a million-word love song about youth with excessive sugar content and staying together through thick and thin. It started with an unexpected encounter under the sycamore tree in midsummer, and ended with the rest of my life filled with sugar in the shadow of the sycamore tree.
Beautiful, really