An eccentric and talented painter girl x a cold and arrogant man
Can a person be resurrected after death? I'm afraid only Shen Zhiyi knows about this.
Xing Jian, my best friend in junior high school, unfortunately died in a fire. Three years later, he reappeared in front of Shen Zhiyi.
It's just that this person doesn't know himself? Is it possible that there are really two identical people in the world?
Shen Zhiyi: "I'm sorry, I know this is very presumptuous, but you look really similar to my friend."
Yuan Qingxiao didn't seem to feel the presumption or abruptness, and smiled slowly: "That's really fate."
"He passed away."
(Awkward)
Easter Egg "Xing Jian's Letter"
I haven't communicated with you for a long time, so I thought about it.
When you read this letter, it means that you forgive me.
It has been three years since we parted, and there has been no contact for three years, but I still know that you are living a good life, free from disasters and illnesses, safe and healthy.
You didn't go to the alumni meeting. I thought I could see you there and explain something to you. But I know your temper, and you hate deception the most, but I understand that I can go through this muddy water alone.
Recently, I was called back to school by my professor. The professor hoped that I could stay in school, but I still wanted to wait.
How should I express my thoughts to you? You always say that I don't like to talk, but in many cases, it is enough for you to be by my side.
By the way, Li Songting pointed at me and cried for a long time at the alumni meeting, and Zhao Ye couldn't stop him no matter what. I'm sorry for deceiving my best friends, and I know I'm not qualified to say sorry to you.
Li Songting has a stable job at a TV station in our city; Zhao Ye has gone to work as a teacher in an educational institution out of town, saying he wants to forget the goddess.
I saw your art exhibition in France online and you seemed to have lost weight. I'm afraid you're a Chinese person who often misses the deep-fried cakes of your hometown, but you've never disliked French macarons.
You have to take care of yourself and don't always show off.
Okay, let's just say this. After all, this is another letter that cannot be sent.
I miss you so much.
Concept: You don't have to paint Van Gogh all over your body, you are romance itself
