[Campus Violence X Original Family Trauma X Mutual Redemption X Reunion]
She was once a lotus shivering in the mud, and he was the sun willing to shine on her.
Wen Siyu has an unforgettable face - porcelain white skin with a cold light, a mole of tears at the end of her eyes like a wet ink stain, and her eyes are so clear that they can reflect the darkness of the human heart. The girls whispered about "pretending to be noble", the boys bet on "who can make her cry", and she pulled the collar of her school uniform to her chin and used a pencil to carve lotus patterns on the desk, as if she could carve out a way out of those sticky eyes.
Until that rainy day. When the dizziness of hypoglycemia hit her, she heard the muffled sound of a basketball hitting a puddle. Zhou Keji squatted down to hold an umbrella for her, the rainwater that touched her cheeks with his sleeves was hot, and the smell of mint mixed with tobacco on the boy's body cut through the haze: "Classmate, your eyelashes are trembling." - Later she found out that he who beat up the rumormonger for her with a smile, who carelessly stuffed chocolates into her drawer, and who openly read her composition on the radio station, had already made his heart hotter than the scorching sun.
Reunited at a charity dinner many years later, the newly minted actress's high heels got stuck in the gap on the red carpet. The basketball boy from that time put his arm around her waist, and the pulse under the tattoo was deafening: "Teacher Wen, are you pretending not to know me?"
