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In Lin Xiaoman's high school days, there was always a boy named Su Nianchuan with a black umbrella—he picked up her blown-away notebook in the rain, watched her laugh from the corridor corner, but never said a word. On the stormy graduation night, she finally handed him a love letter, but he clutched the crumpled paper and ran away. Ten years later, Xiaoman, now a designer, returns to the damp southern town to sort out her old house. In the attic trunk, she finds a stack of unsent letters—each addressed to 'Xiaoman,' ending with '3rd day after the rain stopped' 'Today she wore a white dress.' At that moment, the doorbell rings. Outside stands a soaked man holding that old black umbrella: 'I've been looking for you for ten years... finally dare to say...'
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