Li Juan thought that meeting Jiang Chen was the only light in her gloomy life.
He is the arrogant "cold god" on campus, the male god she has watched swimming pool surveillance in the rental house for four years.
In order to get closer to him, she saved up money to send an expensive cake, but it was returned in public on her birthday. The reason was: "I don't eat sweets and I don't accept charity."
At that moment, Li Juan looked at the flames on the cake and suddenly understood - the light cannot be grasped and will only burn her hands.
Later, Jiang Chen broke open her door on a rainy night and asked with red eyes, "I have a stomachache, can you cook me a bowl of noodles?"
Li Juan didn't even raise her head: "Mr. Jiang, I can only cook quick-frozen dumplings. Eat them if you like."
Later, the aloof Jiang Chen learned to squat in front of her and coaxed in a low voice: "Sister, today's dumplings are so delicious, I want to have another bowl."
This is a healing story in which "the flower of the high mountains fell from the altar and was picked up by a stupid beauty and brought home".
About redemption, about running in both directions, and about the equality and tenderness we learn in love.
Intent: Under the pressure of reality, two lonely souls warm each other, grow together, break class and prejudice, eventually learn to love and be loved, and regain hope for life.