Secret love is a cycle that starts over and over again.
Sometimes I look at the busy traffic on the street and think about the temperature of the world. Some people want to move forward desperately, and some people just want to be content with the status quo. In the past, Xia Weiwei didn't understand what kind of person she was. The world seemed to have nothing to do with her. Her world only consisted of painting.
In summer, when the leaves are green, the lake is sparkling, and the chirping of cicadas is heard, Xia Weiwei finds that her ordinary world is lit up by fireflies.
The figure flying on the basketball court, sleeping on the table during class, the high-spirited speech standing on the stage, the boy taking the oath under the national flag.
Every frame of his appearance was deeply imprinted on the girl's heart. In the past, there were only all kinds of depression on the drawing board. As she walked slowly back, her drawings showed the high spirits of young people.
Most childhood crushes end in vain, and the same goes for hers.
Whether time will intersect, Weiwei makes a wish every year whether there will be a trace of her presence in his world.
Whether fate is kind or not, we never know...
"Unclean" (I will write about why it is unclean later, if you want to avoid it)
Melancholic artistic girl & rich prodigal man
Concept: The ups and downs of secret love