[Secret Love Comes True × Fake Prodigal Son and True Love × Chasing Wife Crematorium]
Lin Wan's sketchbook was hidden in Jiangyu for seven years.
From the startling glance in the high school corridor, to the casual tenderness after he became his brother's best friend.
He would hold an umbrella for stray cats in heavy rain, but he would sneer at his brothers about "love troubles".
Until that ridiculous bet came: "Catch Lin Wan in one month, and the bet is yours."
Jiang Yu invaded her life with ease: sending limited edition painting supplies, staying up late with her to work on manuscripts, and even guarding her all night long when she had a fever. Lin Wan knew the danger, but still said sincerely: "Okay, we are together."
The illusion of sweetness ended with a joke across the door: "Who takes it seriously when it comes to coaxing children into gambling?"
She tore off the wedding sketch she drew for him and disappeared into the crowd.
The storm started.
In the past, the prodigal son stopped working to find someone, and waited for three days in the heavy rain in the ancient town. Even though she was on the verge of high fever, she still clutched the portrait she painted when she was 17 years old.
He learned how to cook hangover soup and burned his hands, and after auctioning off the soup, he set up a stray cat fund.
Tremblingly cutting open the scarred past: "Indifference is the armor, you are the only weakness."
When Lin Wan's painting exhibition unveiled her final painting "Lighthouse and Heavy Rain", Jiang Yu walked towards the unopened "overdue love letter" in her hand with red eyes: "Is it still too late to learn to be your lighthouse?"
