Shen Zhiyao was sitting in the last row, with long hair covering her eyes and wearing headphones, and she didn't like anyone. His grades were at the bottom, his mother passed away, and his only thought was painting.
Chen Yu is sitting in the front row. He is a sports committee member. The sun is bright and his home runs a small supermarket. His life had nothing to do with Shen Zhiyao.
Until that day, he thrust a bottle of iced black tea into Shen Zhiyao's hand.
"I see you haven't drank any water all morning."
Shen Zhiyao thought he was just enthusiastic for the moment. Unexpectedly, this man has been haunting him since then - bringing breakfast, occupying the court, picking up the scraps of paper he threw away, and even said shamelessly: "I just think it's too lonely for you to eat alone."
From a bottle of water, to a lifetime.
This is the story of a gloomy boy who is illuminated by a beam of light and eventually becomes the light.
From the campus to the city, going in both directions is a healing experience. Not harsh, very sweet, slow-heating.
Intention: Even in the darkest corner, there are people willing to bring you light. Loving and being loved is the best salvation in life.
Or to put it more succinctly: no matter how dark a boy is, he still deserves to be treated with tenderness.