Seventeen years ago, my father held me as a newborn and recited "Good Rain Knows the Season" and named me "Shigure", pretending to be a cultural person. Later I learned that his greatest skill in life was lying. He borrowed money from everyone, wore famous brands and drove luxury cars, and presented himself as a big boss. It wasn't until the day the creditors blocked the door of our house that we realized that the house was already empty. When I was eight years old, my mother ran away with someone else without even saying goodbye. My father raised me up by himself and put all his hopes and resentments on me. If I passed the exam, he would tell me not to be proud. If I failed the exam, he would tell me that I was as worthless as my mother. I shrunk myself into a shadow and didn't speak at school or at home. I didn't even dare to cry for fear of disturbing him.
Later, Chen Yunan transferred to another school. He sat next to me and borrowed an eraser on the first day, notes on the second day, and wrote "What does your smile look like" on a note on the third day. I ignored him, and he kept writing for a whole semester. From "The weather is nice today" to "Your dad is your dad, you are you". He said that rain falls from the sky, it falls into the mud and it is rain, and it falls into flowers. You have the final say where it falls. When he said this, his tone was very normal, as if he was talking about what to have for lunch today. But after he stuffed the note into my pencil case, I felt for the first time - maybe I don't have to live in the rain that others define me.
I started trying to choose. My hands and feet are still clumsy, I walk slowly, I have fallen over, and I still wake up in the middle of the night. But having someone sit next to me lets me know that there is someone out there who thinks I deserve to be treated well. His name is Chen Yu
Concept: The protagonist Sun Shiyu is saved by Chen Yunan in a broken family environment