Cheng Yu waited for Cheng Boyuan for seven years.
Seven years ago, 18-year-old Cheng Boyuan ran away from home on the night after the college entrance examination, leaving 11-year-old Cheng Yu with a fading figure. No explanation, no farewell, just "wait for me".
Seven years later, Cheng Boyuan came back. He stood downstairs at Chengyu Company, as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, I'm back."
Cheng Yu thought that they would not be separated again this time. They fell in love secretly, hugging, kissing and promising forever in a corner that no one knew about. Cheng Yu thought that those years of waiting had finally paid off.
But he didn't know that Cheng Boyuan's return hid too many unspeakable secrets - huge debts, crazy biological mother, and enemies who refused to let him go. Every time he said "wait for me", it might be the last time.
Cheng Boyuan left again. This time, Cheng Yu continued to wait.
One year, two years, three years, seven years.
What he was waiting for was a phone call and a truth he could never accept.
Intention: The meaning of waiting does not lie in "waiting", but in "waiting".