He's good at making plans, she's good at breaking them.
Copywriting: The early spring rain in Jiangcheng did not look like drizzle at all. Instead, it looked like the autumn rain in November, still with a bit of chill.
Yin Qing went to deliver an umbrella to his friend who was trapped in the newspaper column. Before I arrived, I heard him laughing loudly, pointing to a sketch in the exhibition column,
He said to Yin Qing who came over: "Qing, you are Qing'er and she is Mo'er. If you two get together, you will not be pure."
The next day when this dear friend passed by the newspaper column, the sketch had disappeared.
He said to Yin Qing again: "Qing'er, what about Mo'er? Your Mo'er is gone."
Yin Qing: "Did you call me Mo'er?"
This dear friend: "..."
Many years later, He Mo went to look for books on his bookshelf and saw an incongruous iron box placed in a corner. She opened it curiously.
I saw the sketch inside and signed my name in the lower right corner...
She was a drop of ink that dropped into his heart, creating ripples and leaving a faint ink color that could never be shaken off or wiped off.
[Reading Tips]: Double C
A love story between an algorithm engineer and a designer.
Intention: Use the most beautiful posture to meet the best version of yourself