She always looks light, like the wind in the summer evening, or some kind of green leaves. Very white skin, thin and beautiful - this is Xu Zhifeng's first impression. But if you get closer to her, you will find that there is something else hidden under the light color, and occasionally something almost crazy and hot will leak out from a certain gap.
Li Ye is a different kind of person. Smart, well-off family. His eyelashes are thick and long, and when they hang down, it always feels like there is something dark under his eyes. He was very childish at that time, but later, he was like some kind of ice blade, cold and sharp.
They met in a good high school. On the first day of school, Xu Zhifeng stepped on his schoolbag and soiled it, but he didn't say a word. Later she learned that some people were silent not because of arrogance, but because they didn't know how to speak.
Later there was a basketball game, evening self-study, conversations about coming-of-age ceremonies, and a kiss that didn't mean anything. Then came the college entrance examination, parting, growing up, the days after Xu Zhifeng's father passed away, and Li Ye trying to get closer but being pushed away.
She didn't want to drag him down. She thought she could be alone.
But humans are not celestial beings, and there is some distance that we do not have to guard.
Many, many years later, Li Ye said to her: "You always remind me of some kind of glass lamp." Burning, beautiful, but also fragile.
She said: "Then you still dare to come close?"
He didn't answer, just pulled her towards him.
Outside the window is the night in Beijing, with lights scattered in the distance like stars. It took them a long, long time to finally get here.
Concept: Just a love story about two paranoid people entangled in each other