(Is this a heart-warming redemption story?) The old scar on Zhou Shi's wrist hides a dark past that he doesn't want to touch.
Xie Xun's scorching gaze was aggressive, like a vine entwining around him, breaking the calm he had carefully maintained; Lu Jichuan's cold gaze hid a secret guard, like the cedar breeze, coming quietly when he was on the verge of collapse.
A confinement and redemption in the toilet, a silent follow on the street late at night, and two completely different eyes pushed Zhou Shi to the intersection of fate. He struggled between fear and dependence, between resistance and temptation.
This is a story about brokenness and protection. In the hustle and bustle of the city, some people are pressing forward step by step, while others are waiting silently.
