At the age of 18, she is in the prime of her youth and should enjoy a carefree life under the care of her parents. However, her father decides to send her abroad to study design, which means she will leave her familiar home and face an unfamiliar environment and cognitive challenges alone.
For a young lady who had never left home before, this was undoubtedly a huge change. Without the care of her parents and elders, she felt lost and everything became so unfamiliar and difficult to adapt to.
Although his heart was filled with anxiety and fear, the father had obviously made up his mind. He hoped that his daughter could go out and explore the world, and exercise her abilities and will.
Her father even warned her that no matter how difficult the situation was, she must never back down, seek help, or bother her mother about it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
In desperation, Shen Shiyi could only put away her temper as a rich girl and began her learning journey in a foreign country.
Fortunately, Shen Shiyi has a strong interest and talent for design. She has loved playing with raw stones since she was a child, and she has demonstrated a unique style and creativity in design.
With the full support of her family, she was able to access more resources and opportunities and continuously improve her skills.
At school, Shen Shiyi's design talent was highly recognized by teachers.
Her works are not restricted to any form and are full of her own thoughts and personality. Her teachers praised her designs and recommended her to their own teacher, a very famous designer.
When the famous designer saw Shen Shiyi's creations, he was immediately attracted by her talent and accepted her as his disciple without hesitation.
However, just as Shen Shiyi was gradually adapting and making progress in a foreign country, a secret love quietly sprouted in her heart.
It was her second year in this country. On a sunny afternoon, she went to the library to look for information as usual.
The third floor of the library is quiet and peaceful, with only the occasional sound of turning pages and footsteps.
She walked slowly along the bookshelves, searching for the books she needed. Just as she turned a corner, she suddenly encountered a figure.
She was holding the design yearbook she had just borrowed, while he was squatting in front of the bookshelf, holding a copy of "Molecular Biology" that was as thick as a brick between his fingertips, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
The sunlight filtered through the window and shone on the tips of his hair, as if covering his entire body with a layer of golden glow.
From that day on, she would always come to the third floor of the library at a fixed time. Whenever she felt tired from drawing designs, she would just look up and see him sitting by the window.
She didn't dare to go up and disturb him, so she could only sit quietly in her seat and watch him from a distance.
She would fill the corners of her draft paper with his silhouette, from his jawline to the knuckles where he held the pen, revising every line over and over again, fearing that even the slightest deviation would occur.
She even had a diary that belonged only to him, in which she kept a design idea based on the moment she saw him. It was titled "Secret Love." She thought she must design out this budding feeling of youth.
Once, the college held a grand joint exhibition, and many outstanding student works were displayed in the exhibition hall.
Shen Shiyi's design work, with its unique creativity, is placed in the most conspicuous position at the entrance.
When Shen Shiyi walked into the exhibition hall with a nervous and expectant mood, her eyes were instantly attracted by a figure.
It was him, that was him, standing in front of her painting, staring at it quietly.
His concentration made Shen Shiyi's heartbeat involuntarily quicken, as if the whole world was left with only him and her works.
He looked at it very carefully, and could even guess some of the artistic conception of the work.
He smiled, pointed at her work, and said to the students around him, "This work is pretty good."
Shen Shiyi hid behind a pillar, her heart beating violently as if it was going to burst through her chest because of his words, and even her fingertips were slightly hot due to nervousness.
At that moment, she knew that he understood what she meant.
From then on, Shen Shiyi began to intentionally or unintentionally create "chance encounters" with him.
She would calculate the time he would go to the library, and then deliberately delay the time so that they could meet again and again.
She liked the smell of disinfectant mixed with ink on him, liked the way he frowned when he encountered a problem, liked the way he relaxed after solving a problem, and even more liked the way he approached her.
The closest I got to it was on a rainy day.
She didn't bring an umbrella and was standing at the door of the teaching building holding her drawing. He suddenly came over with an umbrella, handed it to her and said, "Want to go together? It's on our way."
The umbrella was not big, and most of his body was exposed to the rain. Chen Shiyi stared at his wet shoulders and wanted to say thank you, but all she could say was "Your clothes are wet..."
He smiled and said "No".
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