Lin Xubai, who studied art, was transferred to sit at the same table as Shen Yan, the top scorer in science, at the beginning of his senior year of high school. The former is a "non-professional" person who always draws cartoons in the margins of textbooks, while the latter is a "cold noble man" who always wears suits and leather shoes, and even the draft paper is filled with formulas. The two went from not disturbing each other to infiltrating each other - Shen Yan would quietly hand Lin Xubai a spare pen when he forgot to bring his paints, and Lin Xubai would warm up a glass of milk for Shen Yan after he stayed up late to write the questions; the former hid the other's profile in the sketch book, and the latter drew the other's sketch on the edge of the wrong question book.
Secret love is like spring grass, growing wildly in the sound of books read in the morning, under the desk lamp of self-study in the evening, and under the camphor tree beside the playground. Until Lin Xubai discovered that Shen Yan always breathed softly when he was sketching, until Shen Yan saw his own heartbeat that was disordered for the first time in seventeen years in the hot milk he handed her.
But youth is never a smooth road: Shen Yan's father's company crisis, Lin Xubai's mother's serious illness, differences in college entrance examination aspirations... The two struggled in the cracks of reality, but they also found the brightest light in each other's eyes. When summer passed over the classroom windowsill for the last time, Lin Xubai found a sentence in Shen Yan's wrong question book: "It turns out that the secret I have hidden for so long has been living in his eyes for three years."
Intention: There are always difficulties and setbacks. You can stop and take a break, but you can't give up.