The whole school knows that Bai Chen is an iceberg that will not melt.
This mathematical genius uses formulas to measure the world and firmly believes that everything can be solved, except his own problem called "Loneliness". She refused everyone's approach until the girl holding the drawing board appeared.
Jiang Lan, an art student who can plant sunlight into wounds.
She is afraid of the dark, but prefers to draw starry skies; she loves to laugh, and her smile is like a candy melting in milk. She boldly broke into her world and started painting on this iceberg with a paintbrush and countless "it doesn't matter."
They are each other's antonyms.
She uses formulas, she uses colors; she is silent, she sings; she builds walls, she opens windows.
But Jiang Lan discovered that there was a washed-out little rabbit doll hanging on Bai Chen's schoolbag. It was a relic of her grandmother, and it was the only tenderness she refused to deconstruct. And Bai Chen will eventually understand that every starry sky in Jiang Lan's paintings hides a little girl trapped in the darkness, waiting for someone to light up the first star for her.
"You are not my light," Bai Chen lowered all his guard for the first time under Jiang Lan's brush, "You are the first person who made me want to shine."
It turns out that the clear brilliance of the moon reflects the light of the sun.
And when the sun is willing to stay for the moon, the moon will come to her.
Intention: The highest understanding of reason is love; the deepest level of art is redemption.