Thirty-seven degrees two is the temperature of a low fever and the temperature of the heartbeat.
Shen Yanshu lives in cold data and contracts. She doesn't know how to be soft or show weakness, and is used to digesting all setbacks alone.
Until a ridiculous double renting, she met kindergarten teacher Lu Yuan.
He can cook thick red bean porridge, remember her preference for soft-boiled eggs, hand strawberry hairpins to lost children, and catch her vulnerability that she never reveals.
Notes exchanged, three meals together, spring kindergarten market, rainy night garage confession.
It turns out that healing never requires great principles, it just requires a bowl of hot porridge, a night light, and a person who is willing to wait for you to come home.
Intention: Tenderness cannot be described, love cannot be suppressed
