A silent observer, when librarian assistant Xia Zhi is sorting books, she can always see a boy by the window who is focusing on drawing architectural sketches. The pencil turning on his fingertips, the scent of soap on his shirt, and the eyes that occasionally fell on her all caused ripples in the girl's heart.
A Secret Ritual Every Thursday afternoon in the library has become Xia Zhi's secret ritual. She began to notice his habits: sitting down at two-fifteen, carrying mints, and tucking his hair behind his ears while drawing. These details were quietly stored in a locked diary.
-An unexpected intersection. A heavy rain caused the two to have a brief conversation. The paper towel he handed over had the outline of the Department of Architecture printed on it, and Xia Zhi drew entwining wisteria branches in the blank space. This secret connection is like a firefly in the dark night, illuminating the maze where the girl wanders alone.
In an eternal moment, when the boy transferred school and left, Xia Zhi found her sketch in the pile of discarded drawings. Those secret loves soaked by time eventually turned into the wisteria reliefs on the exterior wall of the Department of Architecture, blooming silently in the spring.
Intention: secret love