It is always said that the eyes of a lover are like the ocean, quiet and deep. Even if the ripples are blown by the wind, the water droplets raised will only fall gently, leaving behind salty and tight tear marks.
If Jiang Nan hadn't walked into that messy alley with her friends that day to go to the so-called "high school student's dream place", a dark bar, wouldn't she have met Chen Anyian who only sat at the front desk of the dark bar and smiled.
Jiang Nan dreamed again, with those tearful eyes again. Those eyes seemed to have lost the function of closing the upper eyelids and lower eyelids, and could only form a lake in the clear black and white area, from which weak water drops fell.
"Chen Anyian, don't cry, I'll stay with you."
Out of the boy's heart, he had a base sympathy for the miserable situation of others. Although he is clearly in his teenage years when his self-esteem is at its strongest, he still uses his pitiful compassion to try to save others.
"Jiangnan, Jiangnan, I know where it is beautiful."
Chen Anyian made a figure with his fingers and walked slowly along the edge of the steps, stopping at Jiang Nan's hand. Chen Anyian poked his hand. Jiang Nan slightly retracted her hand and held Xuxu's finger.
"Jiang Nan, please take me out to have a look."
"Okay."
Jiang Nan looked at Chen Anyian and raised her hand to gently slide over the mole on his face, just like she did when she wiped his tears before.
Jiang Nan and Chen Anyian looked at each other in the sunset, warmth floating around them. He finally realized that Chen Anyian's eyes had never been the ocean.
It was the green river in his hometown that was awakened by the sound of oars in the mist and rain.
Purpose: personal growth and self-awakening, fighting against real difficulties and sticking to one's true heart, a two-way journey of healing and redemption.