"Zhao Weiming, I choose you."
"Sorry, I don't need it because I'm light ink."
"Yes, he is mine."
Qian Mo never thought that he would be jealous of the person in his painting, but every moment he spent with him was happy and peaceful. And his love for her has already come out of the painting, but is he the one in the painting? Will every day she spends slowly on campus, every story she experiences together, and the step-by-step process of finding love, leave a trace in her heart that is nothing but a shadow...