In his high school year, a transfer student moved into Zhan Qichun's back seat.
Mo Jian was different from everyone he had ever seen. He talks less, is direct, and doesn't talk politely. He can write replies under the annotations in other people's textbooks, he can neatly stack green peppers on the edge of the plate, and he can say the five words "I didn't choose" without any unnecessary emotions.
They exchanged several lunch breaks on the rooftop and left a few lines of pencil writing on the corners of the page. Before some things could be revealed, they were interrupted by an adult arrangement and came to an abrupt end.
Reunited many years later, Zhan Qichun was already a new screenwriter, and Mo Jian stood opposite him and became his unavoidable collaborator.
Some misunderstandings are still there, and some words are still unspeakable.
They test each other and push each other away. Until Zhan Qichun discovered that the truth that had been deliberately hidden back then was far heavier than he thought.
"Did you choose me back then?"
"I didn't choose. But I only thought about you."
Concept: There is no answer in life, but there is an answer in choice