Evening Breeze Meets Stars
晚风遇星
by Qin Ye Ye (钦叶夜)
- Length
- 61k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeLove
- POVDual POV
- Age18+
- Daily Life
- Sweet Story
Synopsis
Please help me, thank you for your support! This is a healing story about "Evening Breeze" and "Xingzi". Independent illustrator Su Xingwan is like a persistently shining star, using his brush to capture the gentle fireworks in the folds of the city. A chance encounter at a second-hand market accidentally stained her paint on the windbreaker of Lu Shiyan, the president of "Hoshino Culture", and she also ran into his seemingly cold world. Lu Shiyan was like the wind on a summer night. As the leader of a culture and art empire, he used rationality to build a business landscape, but in Su Xingwan's paint-covered fingertips and aura-filled paintings, he glimpsed the "temperature" he longed for. The unexpected collision when they first met in the workplace, the late-night lights in the studio for revisions, and the side-by-side figures while collecting scenery in the old street. He would leave warm milk for her when she was working overtime, and say "I bear the risk" when she insisted on her artistic ideas; she would understand his softness when he showed his cherishment of old objects, and hand over handmade snacks when he was tired. Their heartbeat is hidden in the details - the slight touch of his fingertips when he blocked her drink, the car lights downstairs that stayed on for a long time when she was ill, and the professional notes he wrote next to her drawings. The workplace is the stage where their souls resonate, and art is the bridge for them to get closer to each other. When Su Xingwan, with the support of Lu Shiyan, used paint to tell the memory of the city, and when Lu Shiyan, under the influence of Su Xingwan, made business more humanistic, the two souls gradually became aligned in the hustle and bustle of the city. The evening breeze finally surrounded Xingzi. There was no gorgeous confession, only the sincere gaze of "I want to enter your world", and countless daily moments of watching art exhibitions and shopping for old books side by side. This is a pure love narrative about respect, appreciation and two-way running. It tells you that the best form of love is the growth of equal strength, the tenderness in the details, and the long flow of "you are my starlight hidden in the evening breeze, and I am willing to be your forever watcher". [Some tips^O^] 1. Serialized articles, Student Party is slow to update, but those who have finished it are welcome to join. Intention: love