When the morning mist of the police academy meets the scalpel of the forensic science department, and when the camera of the photography department frames the classics of the law department, four cautious secret loves grow quietly on the university campus.
Hidden in the notebook of Zhang Hanyu, a sophomore at the police academy, is the silhouette of Zhao Xinya, a freshman in the Department of Forensic Medicine, recording attentively in front of the window of the anatomy room. The reflective arc of the police badge on the training uniform always follows her unconsciously as she walks along the Wutong Road holding her professional book. But he didn't know that the title page of the "Atlas of Forensic Medicine" that she had turned over and wrinkled already contained a note stained with grass clippings that he had left behind after a certain training session.
The camera SD card of Yang Lingxiao, a sophomore in the Department of Photography, is filled with images of Shen Jizhen, a freshman in the Department of Law, reading intently in a corner of the library - the sunlight cut through the blinds on his profile with alternating light and dark patterns, and the pen made a tiny scratching sound on the edge of the code. He always used the excuse of "campus photography" to press the shutter, but he didn't dare to let the people in the viewfinder notice that the eyes behind the lens were more nervous than the aperture.
When the debate in the mock court collides with the hum of the centrifuge in the forensic laboratory, when the combat training in the police academy and the darkroom development in the photography class overlap at dusk, four thoughts hidden in the gaps in professional books, camera memory, and training logs are quietly paving a two-way path from secret love to bright love with the fallen leaves in autumn. In the intertwining of the rationality of "Dharma" and the warmth of "Light", can they understand the unspeakable starlight in each other's eyes?
