Shen Yuzhou has a nice smiling face, but that face has not smiled for a long time. Severe depression is like a long ebbing tide, sweeping away all his emotions, leaving only a breathing body. He felt that he was the only failure in Cheng Yanbai's life, a bottomless pit that should have been given up, but was held tightly.
Cheng Yanbai doesn't say nice things. He won't say "you will get better" or "everything will pass". He just cooked a bowl of noodles on the night when Shen Yuzhou tore off the wallpaper, tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand every late night, and clenched silently, stubbornly, and unreasonably in all the moments when Shen Yuzhou wanted to let go.
"Shen Yuzhou, as long as you are alive, you are already saving me."
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day