Brush in Hand

Roughly speaking, it's the story of a rich second-generation heir who wants to mend a broken relationship, only to discover there isn't even a mirror to put back together.

Memory can be deceptive.

In Huo Zhi's memories, Zou Hua loved him dearly.

His girlfriend had stayed by his side throughout their four years at college. She was quiet and sweet, and whenever he came home late, she worried so much she couldn't sleep. She always had dinner ready for him.

For years, he remembered her beneath the warm orange glow of the living room's little lamp, bent over her desk writing something. The instant she heard the door, she looked up, her eyes bright and dazzling, shining far brighter than the room's only light.

But in the year they graduated, she suddenly asked to break up.

After that, no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find his Huahua again.

In Zou Hua's memories, she was a stand-in for Huo Zhi's first love.

Huo Zhi had a first love in his heart: his childhood neighbor, an older girl. Later, she came to see him with her wonderful boyfriend. Heartbroken and miserable, Huo Zhi begged Zou Hua in a corner after several rounds of drinks.

Zou Hua answered his plea.

For the next four years, she played the role of Huo Zhi's first love while desperately struggling to pull herself out of the mud.

In their graduation year, his childhood neighbor broke up with her boyfriend. Huo Zhi rushed to comfort his heartbroken true love, leaving Zou Hua alone in a hospital room.

That was when Zou Hua knew the time had come.

She asked to break up.

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When they met again, Huo Zhi grabbed Zou Hua as she sat beside the drinking table. The first thing he said was,