The year Su Jian met Qin Mofeng, she never thought that in those long days, those gentle, watery eyes would become her only persistent waiting and expectation. The clear flute song under the moonlight night no longer sounds, and the white clothes waving ink beside the green lantern are no longer what they used to be. Over the past ten years, he has become her classmate, her confidant, and her relative, but he cannot become her lover. Not all feelings will be looked back on, and not all waiting will eventually come to light. However, he fell into her heart like an ink stain, and then fainted, filling her life with indelible marks and painting her life. The ink is on the paper, but he keeps it deep in his heart.