Yu Cong Suoruo

Done, don't look at it Leng Ruoyi clutched the wrinkled group performance notice and ran around in the scorching sun of the film and television city. She was the top student in cultural classes in a small county town, but she lived like a weed in the cracks of a top performing school - her father died of illness, and her stepmother Ma Qiu regarded her as a cash cow and drained her of her tuition and living expenses; her insane grandmother talked about the fifteen-year-old her all day long, which was her only weakness. In order to make a living, she did odd jobs on the set. She was made things difficult for her by the assistant director and looked down upon by her peers, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to let go of her obsession with acting. An accident happened to the props team, causing her to fall into a man's arms. The cheap canvas shoes stained her high-cut suit pants. She looked up and met a pair of calm eyes. Gu Yu, a Buddhist son in the Beijing circle, is the youngest double actor and gold medal director. He owns an entertainment empire with a market value of billions, but he lives a distant and indifferent life. He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who was covered in thorns but had broken eyes, and said in a clear voice: "Lack of money?" She bit her lip and nodded in humiliation. "Come with me, I will support you." Leng Ruoyi's eyes were red and she asked him in a trembling voice: "Gu Yu, what are you planning?" He leaned over and brushed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. His voice was low and hoarse, hiding the tenderness that had been suppressed for a long time: "I will love you forever." This is a two-way redemption. He used her tenacity to melt the ice in his heart; she used his light to walk out of the boundless darkness.