He once chose to sink into the cold sea water, but was pulled back to the world by fate.
The "severe depression" on the medical certificate is his new shackles, and the family's confusion is a deeper frost. Lu Mian's world is silent and colorless.
Fan Yunxi's appearance was like a warm pebble thrown into a deep pool.
He is the coffee shop manager just a stone's throw away, a gentle and considerate perfect neighbor, and an emotionally stable rich second generation. He invaded his life just right, leaving behind slippers, scarf, mug, and a silent but firm waiting.
He brought him food and he paid stubbornly.
He quietly accompanies him when he breaks down and deftly rescues him when he goes out
There is a tacit ambiguity between them, and it is a long-distance healing run in the name of "taking your time".
"Listen, Lu Mian, look into my eyes." He stepped back slightly, forcing the tearful eyes to look at him.
His eyes were sharp and affectionate, and every word was extremely clear, as if he was giving the most important instructions and declaring the most important ownership:
"Those things don't represent you. It was just a disease. And now, you are much better." "Your current paintings," he glanced at the sketchbook on the sofa with coffee cups and sunshine, "are a thousand times, ten thousand times better than those things." "You are mine." He almost blurted out these words, with an unprecedented, domineering possessiveness and unquestionable affection. "I picked you up from the ruins bit by bit, and raised you like this in my hands. No one can touch you with the garbage of the past, and no one can scare you again." "I won't allow it."
These words were spoken quickly and deeply, with strong emotions and an almost savage protective desire. This is completely beyond Fan Yunxi's usual self-denial and propriety style, but it is extremely true and powerful.
Lu Mian was completely stunned. She forgot about crying and fear. She just stared blankly at Fan Yunxi's deep eyes that seemed to be burning with dark flames. The words "you are mine" were like a thunder, splitting all his defenses and hitting the deepest part of his heart.
There is no contempt, no disgust, only complete acceptance and an almost paranoid protection.
Motto: No matter what you look like, someone will love you
