Han Liyun has long known how to hide her emotions in her eyes.
They met by chance in the corridor of the first grade of high school, and looked at each other from a distance countless times in the art exam room. The young man named Zhao Huai crashed into her world with a silent and restrained tenderness.
She is a sober and self-possessed girl who has seen through her surroundings. She is burdened by the shackles of her native family and has lofty ideals to go to Chinese operas and dramas. She is used to digesting all grievances and difficulties alone; he is a calligraphy boy who is not good at words. He condenses all his turbulent thoughts into actions, quietly watching and waiting silently, and kneading his preference into every minute detail.
The late-night heart-to-heart talk in the treasure shop, the hidden heartbeat under the hustle and bustle of the school anniversary, the restrained lingering touch of fingertips in the supermarket, and the belated confession at dusk by the stream. They are of the same kind, equally sensitive and transparent, accustomed to searching inward, and accurately capturing each other's existence in the noisy sea of people.
When a rejection notice came unexpectedly, talent gave Han Liyun a chance to escape from the small town, but it also widened the distance between the two in reality. The road ahead is long, one place is the vast mountains and seas she rushes to, and the other is the burning thoughts of the young man who remains where he is.
There is no reckless excitement, only the restraint, testing and pulling unique to adolescence.
Separated by a vast distance, two souls of the same frequency can keep the youthful love that started when they met each other in a sea of people.
Intention: Similar souls are attracted, not day and night
