In high school, Yi Meng met Wen Ke and fell in love at first sight. Apricots are sour in midsummer, and Yi Meng's taste has been sour for seven years. She tried to get closer to her, telling herself again and again not to expect her to like her too, but she still fell into the warm smile and indulged herself in shamelessly imagining that she would be mine.
Wen Ke got married, and Yi Meng finished writing his last love letter and threw it into a dark box. The unsent letters will never get a response, and the feelings she dare not express are destined to disappear. She went to her wedding and looked up at her in embarrassment. Everything was still the same as before, as if nothing had happened in the past few years. Yi Meng returned to her hometown and lost contact with Wen Ke. From then on, she became obsessed with painting. She loved painting sunflowers the most, feeling that she could always think of someone's smile.
Yi Meng unexpectedly became a small internet celebrity and was invited to participate in an art exhibition in S city. She saw Wen Ke again. She passed by Yi Meng like a stranger without giving him a single look. Her disappearance never affected her, Yi Meng thought sadly. Yi Meng looked at her uncontrollably. She returned to S city. A tea room opened next to Wen Ke's company. Yi Meng watched her walk out of the building and took the man's hand. Within half a year, the man did not come to pick up Wen Ke. The smile on Wen Ke's face disappeared, and her sunflowers lost their sunshine.
Wen Ke is divorced and works overtime until midnight every day. Yi Meng always didn't close the shop until she got in the car. A friend took Yi Meng to a gay bar. She met a woman who looked similar to Wen Ke. Under the woman's pursuit, Yi Meng began to try to contact her. Yi Meng decided to forget Wen Ke. She threw a whole box of love letters next to the trash can like waste paper. There is no need to burn or destroy it, it is her young self.
Wen Ke suddenly began to pass by the teahouse frequently. He seemed to be looking at someone.
Could this be Yi Mengxin's sweet dream?
Intention: Have a sweet dream.