Shen Qingyan is the recognized god of study in the Provincial Experimental Middle School, always number one, and always cold and distant. No one knows that under the cuffs of his always meticulous school uniform, there are old and new scars hidden; no one knows how much courage he needs to open the door when he returns to the "home" where his father drinks and gambles. He used pain to fight against the desolation in his heart, and built a high wall with absolute excellence, until the young man named Ji Chenmo fell from the sky and became a variable that he could not predict.
Ji Chenmo, the proud son of heaven who was transferred from a noble family, has a prominent family background, is cynical, but has a pair of amber eyes that can see through disguises. He broke into Shen Qingyan's world with a secret and an attitude that could not be refused - the chocolate pie handed over, the admission in the late-night bookstore, the gentle but firm hand when bandaging his wounds.
From the third year of high school to college, from campus to society, the two souls warmed each other in mutual salvation. Ji Chenmo used his domineering and delicate way to pry open Shen Qingyan's closed mind little by little, and showed him the vastness of the world and the possibilities of life. Shen Qingyan, under Ji Chenmo's cynical appearance, touched the tenderness and scars deep in his heart.
Love is like ink, deposited drop by drop. It is not expressed on the surface, but it has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow. When the scarred "madman" meets the guardian disguised as a "wolf", when all the unspoken affection finally breaks through the shackles - this is a story about salvation, about growth, about two teenagers walking side by side on a thorny road, and finally fulfilling each other and going to the bright future together.
"Shen Qingyan, the world is big, big enough that we can choose who to be, where to live, and who to love."
"Ji Chenmo, my choice has always been you."
Intention: See each other's glimmer of light in the abyss, use scars as medals, forge the sharpest tenderness in the silent place, and go to a grand dawn together.
