In the liberal arts class of a small southern town in 1998, Shen Yi, a silent science god who always held an exercise book, was transferred to the liberal arts class, which disrupted the heart of Lin Weiman, a girl who loved sketching.
From the half eraser shared in the studio, to the spare charcoal handed over at the New Year Party, to the warmth on the back on a rainy night, to the half-hidden silhouette in the sketchbook, the heartbeat of the seventeen-year-old is all cautious testing, and every insignificant little thing has the foreshadowing of "I like you" hidden in it.
They worked on questions together in the teaching building full of sweet-scented osmanthus and waited for the joint entrance examination together. They hid their secrets in the drawing paper and put their promises in the graduation album. They experienced the most youthful and magnanimous joy of young people, and also passed the test of separation and time. It turns out that some likes start from the first sight, from the spring of sixteen years old, to the spring, summer, autumn and winter of a lifetime.
Intention: The best love is never an earth-shattering confession, but when I remember all your little preferences when I was young, I am still willing to put you at the center of my world after many years. The two-way rush in ordinary years, every thoughtful detail, is the most touching look of love.