When Bai Xinyi was seventeen, a person lived in her heart.
At the bus stop on a rainy night, the boy handed Xiang Jingming half an umbrella into her hand, turned around and walked into the rain without saying a word. From then on, she began to secretly trace his profile on the drawing paper, hiding all the girl's thoughts in the paint and lines. It took her three years to slowly grow from a timid girl with low self-esteem to brave, and finally dared to stand in front of him——
But he said: "We are not familiar with each other."
In one sentence, three years of secret love were crushed into ashes.
What she didn't know was that when she said this, Xiang Jingming's clenched fingertips dug into her palms. The girl painting quietly among the crowd has long been the only scenery in his sight. It's just that the young man has his own pride and cowardice - he is afraid of getting close, and he is even more afraid of losing when he gets close.
When they reunited seven years later, Bai Xinyi was already a well-known illustrator, while the cold young man at that time became a sole heir to the company. This time, he chased her awkwardly, wandering around behind her. When she finally discovered that he had been keeping that old umbrella for seven years - the rain at the age of seventeen fell under the umbrella at the age of twenty-six.
It turned out that she never knew that the person she had never dared to love had already drawn her into the rest of her life.
This is a story about secret love, missing out and running in both directions. The fate of half an umbrella, seven years of wandering around, they spent their entire youth learning the same thing: to love someone, you have to dare.
Intention: During the seven years of chasing you, I became myself.