The wind from Langang, wrapped in the salty smell of the sea, blew for eighteen years and chilled Lu Ye's bones.
He is a young man rotting in the mud. His stepfather is a gambler, his family is poor, he smells of motor oil, and he is full of rage. He thinks that he should spend his whole life guarding the wrench in the car repair shop, banging his head in the dark alley and bleeding.
Until Wen Xu crashed into his world.
The number one student in the grade who wore a clean school uniform, thin-framed glasses, and always had gentle eyebrows, was like the warm sunshine after the snow, forcefully splitting open the haze that blocked his sky.
He taught him to solve math problems and taught him how to repair cars with obscure formulas; he accompanied him to parent-teacher meetings, giving him support for the first time; he blocked the mess for him and said, "Your business is my business."
From being side by side in the last row of the classroom, to tutoring at the small table in the car repair shop, from embracing each other in the evening breeze on the playground, to being supported by the wind and rain together in the alley, two lonely teenagers redeemed and warmed each other in the old alleys and seaside of Langang.
[Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, an unruly car-repairing boy × gentle and firm, Qingjun, the top academic monitor]
"Lu Ye, don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Wen Xu, I will protect you in this life."
The evening breeze in Langang will eventually blow away the cold winter, and you are my spring all over the mountains and plains.
