Window Paintings and Alley Drums

Cold-faced, cute and quiet art student × hot-faced, bitchy contrast drummer Zhou Hua's world had always consisted of brushes, paints and quiet paper, until that young man with red hair burst into her ordinary life. A painting, a drum, the collision of coldness and warmth, the lonely soul will eventually meet his own light. The painting by the window has not stopped, the music at the end of the alley has not stopped, And I met you.