Xu Zhiyou's youth is a dense schedule with no sound or warmth.
——Until Gu Qinghe transferred to another school and became her roommate.
"Xu Zhiyou, when you draw, your eyes will shine."
On the night when his parents destroyed all the drawings, Gu Qinghe climbed over the wall and came downstairs to my house, and said to me in the rain: "Xu Zhiyou, come with me." - I didn't leave.
I was forced by my parents to go abroad.
Five years later, my painting exhibition caused a sensation in New York.
"Who is the prototype of this painting "Youth in the Morning Light"?"
"It's me."
"Miss Painter, it's time to settle the royalties you owe me for my portrait."
Intention: The real salvation is not to make you perfect, but to see in your cracks the trajectory of the stars that only belong to me.