There is an old clock tower in Chunhui Comprehensive Middle School, which is always seven minutes late.
Transfer student Mu Qingye was severely depressed and now just wants to be someone else's "seven minutes of sunshine"; young girl Meng Qinghe suffers from bipolar disorder and relies on the seventh pot of "It's Not Too Late" roses to stay alive.
When the bell was late for the seventh time, they made each other's heartbeats and split seconds into light - between the flowers and ruins, they wrote "live" as a confession to each other, and also translated "I love you" into a long daily life.
This is a story about redemption, BE, promise and late blooming:
If you are also in the abyss, please divide seven seconds into eleven heartbeats.
It's not too late to wait for the spring light to come and the flowers to bloom.
Intention: Use seven minutes and seven seconds of divisible time to bring "mental illness" back to daily life——
Tell everyone who is counting their heartbeats in the abyss:
Redemption is not a heroic epic, but two broken souls exchanging body heat;
When the bell allows you to be late, life will never have time to continue the next beat.