Jiang Wanxi is a documentary maker.
What she does best is press the record button at the right time.
In order to photograph the ecological changes along the coastline, she boarded an isolated island research station alone.
Station elder Lu Lu——Lu Chaosheng, the youngest chief executive in the field of marine ecology, has the same character as his name—turbulent when the tide rises, but cold and hard after the tide.
He said to her: "I'll give you three days. After three days I'll make a decision after reading the material."
Jiang Wanxi held up the camera and looked at him through the viewfinder.
She didn't tell him—she never came here to make a documentary.
Or rather, not just.
Three days later, Lu Chaosheng blocked her at the door of the editing room after reading the material.
"Jiang Wanxi." He called her name, his voice like the tide overflowing on the beach, "I am all in your camera."
She didn't hide, she looked up at him: "I know."
"Why?"
"Because you look good."
Lu Chaosheng stared at her for five seconds and suddenly smiled.
That was the first time Jiang Wanxi saw him smile, and the last time she saw him restrain himself.
"Lu Chaosheng, you're done."
"Yeah. I'm done."
Motto: Love is like the tide, don't hide when it comes
