After the ebb of love, everyone thought that the story of Lu Feng and Chen Xi had been silent for a long time.
In the midsummer seven years ago, the evening breeze carried a hot heartbeat. Lu Feng was an unruly young man with sharp eyebrows and a coldness of alienation; Chen Xi was gentle and soft, an ordinary person wrapped in the warm sun, rushing towards a desperate love with sincerity in his heart. They survived their youthful and ignorant love, but failed to cross the reality gap. Misunderstandings overlapped and estrangement grew. Finally, on a rainy night, they broke up decently and stopped entangled with each other.
Seven years after their separation, the city was crowded with people. The two deliberately avoided each other's tracks and cut off all contact methods.
Lu Feng lost his youthful temper and rose to the top of the industry from scratch, becoming a taciturn investor who was respected by others. He socialized countless times, and there was never a shortage of good people around him, but the soil of love in his heart had been deserted and silent for a long time.
Chen Xi put aside all his preferences, put aside his sensitivity and softness, and became a studio painter, accompanying himself with the light and shadow of paint every day. She learned to heal herself by being alone, healed all her regrets, and pretended to the outside world that she had let go of the past, and that her life was peaceful and uneventful.
Destiny has to turn over the old page. An industry art exhibition suddenly reunited the two people after seven years.
The moment their eyes met, all the noise around them faded away. Lu Feng's eyes were filled with emotions that had been accumulated for many years, restrained and hot; Chen Xi's fingertips trembled, and the dusty heartbeat burst out.
It turned out that it was not that the love disappeared, but that the deep love was forcibly sealed and had been silent for a long time.
Old grudges have not disappeared, but love is hard to hide; years have passed across mountains and seas, but obsession has never dissipated.
Some heartbeats never die with time, they just lie dormant for years, waiting for old friends to meet again and start a prairie fire again.
Purpose: Urban redemption