Pei Xin is like the sun, shining brightly wherever he goes.
It's like a heavy rainstorm, calm on the surface, but underneath is the thunder that has accumulated since childhood.
In his senior year of high school, Pei Xin was admitted to one of the top three high schools in the province and ranked third from the bottom in the final exam. The head teacher placed him next to the first grader and said, "Learn more from others." Bian Yu lectured him on the topic, but he didn't listen and instead drew a cockroach wearing No. 23 Jersey on the scratch paper. Bian Yu raised an eyebrow, covered the blank paper, and drew the force analysis again. Later, Pei Xin learned that this person had learned to put the best things in front of others since he was a child, and then waited - not for a reward, but for the smile when the other person peeled off the candy wrapper.
Start with a lychee candy, start from the dusk after a tutoring class. They walked side by side under the old locust tree in the alley countless times, hugged once in the darkness of the ward, and saw the same thing in each other's eyes - something that had not yet had time to be named, something hot that made people want to get closer. But there were too many things weighing on Bian Yu: the unconscious grandma in the ICU, the father kneeling in the corridor asking for money, and the pain that he had learned to swallow alone since he was nine years old.
The winter in Hangzhou is very cold, but they are all waiting for spring.
Intention: Real salvation is not to protect you from all wind and rain, but to let you know that there is someone standing with you when the wind and rain come.