From the day Shen Du was born, he was regarded as a broom star by his whole family. His mother suffered a massive hemorrhage, his father's company was in crisis, his grandparents had a car accident, his brother broke his arm, and his sister had a fever and convulsions - all misfortunes happened on the same day he was born. When I was three years old, I was moved into the stairwell. There were no windows or doors, just a gray-blue curtain. At the age of fourteen, he was called into the basement for the first time, where there were hanging tools prepared for him. In the past seventeen years, he has been beaten and scolded countless times, forced to kneel down, hung, and knocked unconscious. He has learned not to cry, not to beg for mercy, not to cry out in pain.
But he never hated anyone. He always ranks first in grades, draws extremely well, and smiles as if he has never been hurt. He has a best friend who secretly gives him medicine, a sister who jumps on him and gets beaten for him, and a brother who rescues him from the basement. He lived in the deepest darkness, but he kept painting houses with windows and rooms with sunlight.
When he was eighteen years old, he met Lin Zhi. She crashed into his world like a ray of light, telling him that you deserve to be loved. This is a story about believing in light in darkness, believing in hope in despair, being hurt but still choosing to be kind. In the deepest dust, the most beautiful flowers bloom.
