The shadow of childhood, the divorce of her parents, and the life experience of an illegitimate daughter made her seal herself in ice since she was a child. She measures everything with interests and pushes everyone away with indifference.
On the first day when I transferred to another school, I met a young man playing video games in a noodle shop. He called her "little sister" without even raising his head.
Later he became her deskmate. Later, he became someone she couldn't escape.
"Little sister, do you want to eat oden?"
"Little sister, can you smile?"
"Little sister, if one day you learn to be sincere, who will you look for first?"
People in ice cellars are most afraid of the sun.
But the sun forced its way in, leaving her with nowhere to hide.
But she didn't expect that the sun would also leave.
Many years later, she opened the door to the psychological clinic. Under the white coat, there was that familiar face.
"Classmate Bai Jinxi, long time no see."
Concept: Even if you are born in an ice cellar, you still deserve to be illuminated by the light. Growth is learning to open your heart and let warmth in.