On the bridge on a rainy night, she jumped into the cold river water and fished out a paralyzed man who wanted to die. In the orphanage for two years, she was the only incense and warm light in his abyss. He hid his love and only dared to take advantage of the night breeze to secretly kiss the tip of her eyebrows while she was sleeping. His stepmother used her as his weakness and forced him to hand over his trump card. He had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye. We met again in the clinic three years later. His legs were healed, he was wearing an expensive suit, and the national goddess Jiang Nai stood beside him. He looked at her with strange eyes, like looking at someone he had never known before. Everyone said they were made for each other. Only Su Wan knew that the years in the wheelchair were her obsession trapped in her heart. She didn't know until the moment the sharp blade pierced his chest - he never forgot it. In an abandoned factory, he died alone in exchange for her safety. In front of the glass window of the ICU, the man who had been comatose for three days opened his eyes for the first time. His eyes passed through the equipment and the crowd and fell precisely on her. It turned out that for the past three years, he asked the driver to park the car in front of her hospital every night and wait until the lights in her department went out before leaving. He took all the blood feud and the storm in the city and hid the words "I love you" for five years. As for the stolen kiss in the wheelchair, she still knows nothing about it.
Concept: This is not a story about "a prince falling in love with Cinderella". This is a story about "I fell into the mud and you picked me up. After I washed myself and stood up, I still only recognized you." Redemption is not a one-sided charity. Su Wan healed Lu Chenyuan's brokenness and despair with gentleness. Lu Chenyuan lay dormant under the burden and protected her with his body to repay her kindness. Two equally independent and outstanding souls supported each other, without any dependence or hierarchy. The essence of love is not to look down from a high place, but even if you stand on the top of the mountain, your eyes still fall on the person at the foot of the mountain.