If you fall in love with a flower and can travel across mountains and rivers just to make a painting with its beauty, then if you fall in love with a person, why can't you walk to her despite the wind and frost?
When Xia Mo was thirteen or fourteen years old, he felt that he was a gifted artistic genius. He swore that he could draw the most perfect works in the world. But at the age of eighteen, Xia Mo finally understood that there were many dream chasers in the world, and he was just one of these living beings. His father's support and the expectations of his friends were a mountain he could not resist. The disappearing aura of the pen tip and trembling hands were obstacles that he could not overcome.
Just when he was about to give up everything and settle for the established path given by fate, Sheng Yilan appeared, facing a girl who also had her own pursuit, but whose choices were so different from his. It's just a matter of a few things to capture a young boy's heart.
The beginning of the secret love story, the brush that he couldn't help but record, and the portraits one after another seemed to hint to him that everything was not over yet.
Xia Mo: I secretly like her, but I can't let her know.
Sheng Yilan: How to make him unable to extricate himself? How can he not argue?
Gentle, decadent and sensitive art student
ps: There is a lily line deputy cp
Intention: If you like it, be brave and rush forward