Seventeen-year-old Xie Zhiyun is tired of the word "good", which has been her prefix for seventeen years. Now it's like an ill-fitting school uniform, suffocating her.
Twenty-five-year-old Yu Qinghe is trying to quit smoking for the eighth time. She has carried the reputation of "evil girl" for eight years. Now she just wants to wake up in the morning and no longer smell the smell of cigarette smoke on her fingertips.
On the old bridge at dusk, Yu Qinghe took out the last cigarette but met a pair of eyes that were too bright: "Can you teach me?"
Yu Qinghe lit the cigarette but did not hand it out. He told the girl seriously: "The first lesson is, don't ask strangers for cigarettes."
The two lines unexpectedly intersected, but later they realized——
The so-called rebellious and tame, perverse and stable are just labels set by society long ago.
The really difficult thing is to still have the courage to ask the question after tearing off the label: "So, who am I?"
"Sometimes I think," Xie Zhiyun shook her dangling legs, "if I had been born eight years earlier..."
"Then I will probably advise you to study hard," Yu Qinghe smiled, "and then secretly give you a lipstick."
The wind of the abandoned bridge blew through two seventeen-year-olds in different time and space. One is breaking away, the other is looking back
But now they were sitting side by side, between dusk and dawn, finding themselves that didn't need to be explained.
Purpose: About growth and courage