Walking in the Rain

During the Yongping period, Shen Zhiyun, the legitimate daughter of the Shen family in Nanyang, was smart and tenacious, but unwilling to settle into purdah. On the day she climbed over the wall, she fell into the arms of Su Wenjing, the legitimate son of the Su family—a talented person who was cold and self-possessed, skilled in both calligraphy and swordsmanship, and was praised by the stars of the Nanyang gentry. She thought she was just a stupid cat in his eyes. Later they became classmates, separated by courtyards, ethics, and countless pairs of eyes. He hid his affection in a locust flower among the pages of the book, and she rubbed her heart into a leaf of green bamboo pressed under the window every morning. No one dares to get close to her for a short time. If you hook her with your little finger, you have made a promise that is heavier than a mountain. But she insisted on moving forward. Learn martial arts, study, go to Yingchuan, and enter the capital. You have to stand firm on your own, or you can live well without relying on anyone. He said: "Just keep moving forward and I will catch up to you." This is a teenage love affair hidden under ethics, and it is also a road for a woman to grow up alone on the eve of troubled times. Love is secret and hot, like the wind deep in the shadow of bamboo, invisible but passing by everywhere. "I can't avoid him because we are on the same channel. I can't avoid you because I bend my back for you." "You bend down for me and I fall in love with you."