Many years later, Xu Hegui took Shen Mo to a barbecue at night. While Mo Shen was ordering, Xu Hegui suddenly received a call from Chen Ming. She walked outside the store and pressed the answer button. Before she could speak, she heard the man's deep voice.
"Hegui, I'm back."
"Look up."
She raised her head and saw Chen Ming smiling at the corners of his eyes and brows, as if he was walking towards her after a long time in the past, across mountains, rivers and seas.
Just like that night when she was seventeen, step by step, she stepped on her heart.
Xu Hegui blinked and thought a little bitterly, whether it was because of the intoxicating moonlight or because he missed her so much that he thought it was his figure in a daze.
She suddenly remembered that day - when the sun hit his face, outlining his deep eyebrows, he had a calm expression, holding a palette in one hand, dipping the brush into paint and applying it to the manuscript paper, and resting his other hand on the easel, looking casual but focused.
Xu Hegui asked himself, when did his heart move?
She doesn't know either.
The seeds of love had already been planted in her heart and grew wildly. By the time she discovered it, it had already grown into a towering tree with branches and leaves.
Intention: work hard for each other
