Seven years ago, Lin Wantang drew her secret love in her sketchbook, but she didn't even dare to say "I like it" out loud.
Seven years later, she walked into the conference room of Chenggu Architectural Office as an independent illustrator.
The person in charge of Party A sitting opposite was none other than Jiang Xuchu, whom she had hidden under her paintbrush for her entire youth.
Wearing a light gray shirt, his eyes were as calm as water behind gold-rimmed glasses, and he was flipping through her portfolio businesslikely: "Teacher Lin's window lattice patterns are rigorously researched and meet the requirements of our restoration project."
Lin Wantang clenched his clothes tightly, thinking that this reunion was just a passing encounter.
But his fingertips suddenly stopped on an inconspicuous dark pattern of Tang flowers on the edge of her drawing. Without raising his head, his voice was as low as a sigh:
"Wantang, I recognize every window you draw."
Later someone asked Jiang Xuchu why he was so picky about his collaborators but made an exception for Mr. Lin from Shiguang Painting Gallery?
The youngest ancient building restoration expert in the industry gave a rare smile, with an irresistible tenderness in his eyes:
"Because what others drew was a blueprint, and what she drew was what I had lost for seven years."
Mission: Protect heritage with craftsmanship, and reunite with old friends with deep affection