Is Today Also a Sunny Day?

Li Xia has been writing a personal story since he was fourteen years old. The male protagonists in her works always look the same - with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, reticent to talk, as if they are separated by a layer of fog and cannot be clearly drawn. Until her senior year of high school, she fell from a tree and fell into the arms of a strange boy. The boy looked at her expressionlessly: "You bumped into me." Later she found out that his name was Gao Xingyu. The talented director recognized by Huaibei Middle School is cold, withdrawn, and avoids strangers. He always holds a black umbrella and lives behind his own lens. Later, she accidentally opened his sketchbook. It's all about her. The one who is smiling, the one who is frowning, the one who is sleeping on the table, the one who is falling from the tree - every page is her. She held up the notebook and questioned him. He was silent for a moment and said, "The day you bumped into me, I drew you." "…Then?" "Then... I couldn't stop." · Everyone felt that Gao Xingyu was unreasonable. There are only lenses, storyboards and silence in his world. No social interaction, no friends, no unnecessary emotions. Until someone found a portrait of a girl in his sketchbook. More than one. A thick stack, enough to make a movie. His deskmate asked him: "Who is this?" He snatched the notebook back and stuffed it into the drawer with an expressionless expression: "The perpetrator." "... What perpetrator?" He said nothing. But he had the answer in mind. ——The sun that fell from the sky and crashed into his world. That made him feel for the first time that he needed a heroine in front of the camera. · Small Theater One day after her wedding, Li Xia was sorting out her old things and found the yellowed bookmark. Her handwriting has faded a bit: Is it also a sunny day today? His handwriting underneath was still clear: Yes. She looked back at him: "Did you like me at that time?" Gao Xingyu was adjusting the lens without raising his head: "No." "... Huh?" "Not then." He finally looked up at her, with light in his eyes: "Sooner than you think." · [Reading Tips] 1. The energetic female protagonist as a screenwriter × the male protagonist as a withdrawn and cold director 2. From school uniforms to wedding dresses, 1V1, HE, both directions 3. She is the one who writes the story, and he is the one who shoots the story. And their story has an ending already written from the day they met. 4. Sweet text, not abusive, but will make you cry. Cry for the good kind. Intention: You think this is an encounter, but in fact it is a reunion. You think she was the one who started writing, but actually he was the one who was moved first. You think this is a campus love story, but in fact it is the ultimate romance about "fate" - two souls, using their respective talents and gifts as clues, to find each other again through oblivion and the sea of ​​​​people.