The day she failed the postgraduate entrance examination, Chen Xianxi thought she was finished.
Then she entered the best design institute in the province and met two people: one was Dean Li, who had a hidden smile, and the other was the taciturn Jiang Yifeng.
From the moment Xue Ye was brought home, she knew this road was not going to be easy. But she didn't expect that the hardest thing was not to have nothing, but to finally catch a beam of light and then be pushed into darkness.
Drawings can be redrawn and life can be restarted.
But there are some bottom lines that cannot be compromised even an inch.
On the day Li Zhengping fell, the snow in Jin'an City melted.
He stood under the sycamore tree and waited for her.
This time, she finally ushered in her own spring.
