My life was smooth sailing until I met Jiang Mianchuan. The first time I saw him was singing on the street, his profile in the twilight was like a painting; the second time I saw him was at the elevator entrance of the hospital, his eyes made my heart beat out of order; the third time, he became my classmate and was as cold as ice to me. I knew he was poor, but I didn't know that his mother had cancer and the burden of the whole family fell on him alone. During the poverty subsidy evaluation, looking at his few thin death certificates and medical certificates, I couldn't help but stand up for him, but was ridiculed by my classmates as "the eldest lady favors the poor boy." On a rainy day, I was standing in front of the teaching building in embarrassment. He suddenly appeared, tilted the umbrella towards me, soaked himself, and said, "I'm sorry, I was not good to you before." This heart-breaking relationship across classes was destined to be bumpy from the beginning, but I decided to take a gamble, betting that the sincerity of my eldest lady can warm up your heart that has been frozen by life.
Concept: When the prosperity of the ivory tower collides with the existence in the dust, the so-called "world that cannot be squeezed in" is never a class barrier, but the regret of never really seeing each other - she does not understand the heaviness behind his silence, and he does not understand the pride she abandons when she gets close, which ultimately makes the heart beat in the barrier of reality.