A continuous rain, wrapped in undercurrents and prying eyes, disrupted the two people's peaceful years.
Lu Zhiyu is the light held in the palm of Lu Yanci's hands, living in the gentle cage he built, regardless of worldly affairs, and filled with his own tenderness and preference; Lu Yanci is the guardian standing in the center of the storm, his whole body is cold, but he gives all the softness to the young man in his arms, willing to bear all the wind and rain for him and isolate all darkness.
Anonymous threats, snooping in the dark, and opponents approaching every step of the way tear apart the peaceful life layer by layer. He tried his best to protect him, wanting to keep him clean and worry-free forever; he grew up quietly, wanting to break away from his sheltered status and walk side by side with him.
Those unspoken panics and those pressures carried alone are slowly melting away in the warmth of dependence.
When the rain falls, people feel panicked, and a storm is about to come, but as long as the people around them remain the same, after the rain stops, all the gloom will eventually dissipate, and they will stick to each other and enjoy peace and stability together.
Intention: The rain stops falling
