In the lingering rainy season of September, Wen Chumo, whose parents died when he was young and was raised by his uncle, met Qi Bolin unexpectedly on a bus with Qi Bolin, who seemed to have a good family background, excellent grades, and everything he wanted.
The temperature of the fingertips touching each other and the resonance of the guitar strings brought two young hearts quietly closer.
They had agreed to write a happy ending of youth together, but at some point, the tacit promise turned into silent avoidance.
"It doesn't matter, I will persuade myself to give up."
"I don't want to see your tearful eyes"
On the campus of Xinghai University, after graduation, what kind of waves will this young and complicated relationship make in the rain of intertwined memories and reality?
Intention: If memories are heavy rain
