When he was thirteen years old, due to an embarrassing "parent-invitation" incident, Wen Shuwan was forced to borrow a "fake father" from his brother's college roommate to support the scene.
The boy wearing a white shirt, with lazy eyebrows and slow speech is called Zhou Xubai. He helped her out and rubbed her hair, which became the most secret light in her youth.
Over the next seven years, Wen Shuwan folded this feeling into his diary, a collection of wrong questions, and every pretended to be a casual encounter.
She worked hard to study hard just to get into the city where he was; she worked hard to grow up just to be able to stand beside him legitimately.
When they met again, Wen Shuwan was already a tall college student, but Zhou Xubai had lost his former high spirits due to family changes, and there was inexorable fatigue and alienation in his eyes.
He still protected her habitually, but deliberately maintained the restraint and distance of his elders.
Until a sudden rainstorm, Wen Shuwan, with red eyes, grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Zhou Xubai, how long are you going to treat me like a child?"
It turned out that what she thought was a one-way rush had long been deafening in his restrained eyes and countless hesitant silences.
Intention: The best secret love is not a humble look up to you, but in order to be close to you, I work hard to grow into a better version of myself. Love is both weakness and armor; it is two-way salvation and gentle companionship across the years.