He is a weed.
No one planted it, no one wanted it, it grew on its own in the ruins. He fights, smokes, and has a bad temper. Rumor has it that he even dares to hit teachers. No one knew that when he was twelve years old, he saw a woman crawling on the ground with blood on her hands, crying and begging him to open the door.
He put his hand on the doorknob, shook it for a long time, and finally retracted it.
She is a gardenia.
It was broken off from my hometown and can survive wherever it is inserted. Wearing a floral skirt and her bag stuffed with eggs boiled by her grandfather, my mother-in-law stood at the entrance of the village and cried all the way. She was afraid that looking good would cause trouble for her, so she always wrapped herself up tightly.
Xie Yan fell in love with Shi Zhi on the first day he was in the same class at university.
But he didn't dare to say.
He felt that the weeds were not worthy of touching the gardenia, and he was afraid that the mud on his body would dirty her. She discussed studies with others, while he went to boxing and beat up his brothers; she smiled at him, and he hid in the toilet and smoked until his hands shook.
Later, Shi Zhi was framed by her best friend, and everyone scolded her.
Xie Yan spoke in front of everyone for the first time. His voice was hoarse, as if it hadn't been used for a long time:
"It's not her fault."
Shi Zhi later asked him: "You are so cruel, why are you so nice to me?"
Xie Yan said: "Because you are the only one who doesn't treat me like a weed."
Purpose: Through the two-way redemption of weeds and gardenias, we convey the belief that "even if we are in the mud, we are still worthy of being loved."