On the head of the grave, there is a foxtail that shakes lightly when it sees Zhou Yanye...
Zhou Yanye and Wen Jingyan had the same fate. Both families were crowded into a dilapidated tile-roofed house in the deepest part of the alley, and they were extremely poor. What was even worse was that the adults of both families only saw the eldest son in the family.
They are neighbors separated by a wall, and they are also the only light in each other's gloomy childhood.
When he was a child, Zhou Yanye would always grab food from Wen Jingyan's bowl, but would turn around and give him half a piece of hard steamed bun that he had secretly saved. Wen Jingyan looked dull, but when Zhou Yanye was beaten by his brother and hid in the woodshed crying, he would clutch a hidden candy and squat at the door to accompany him until dark, whispering, "Brother Yanye, the candy is sweet."
Zhou Yan has a strong skin and always protects Wen Jingyan, who is a lot thinner than him. If anyone bullies Wen Jingyan, he will pick up a brick and attack him. Even if he has a bloody head, he will protect the person behind him. Wen Jingyan would silently find some herbs and bandage him clumsily. When his fingertips lightly touched the wound, Zhou Yanye couldn't help but straighten his back, but he couldn't bear to avoid this rare softness.
The days are as bitter as soaking in coptis water, but as long as the two of them get together, gnaw on the cold hard steamed buns, and watch the sunset at the entrance of the alley, they feel a little at ease. It's just that they didn't know at that time that the sweetness given by fate would be paid back with interest in the days to come.
Later, the two of them were admitted to the top high schools in the city due to their excellent grades, and they completely lost contact with their families. They relied on scholarships and income from winter and summer jobs to maintain their studies.
