In the summer of 2009, eight-year-old Qing Chen saw his younger brother Qing Yuan in his crib for the first time. The wrinkled little thing opened its gray-blue eyes and never left his world again.
This is a story about "protection". Protect him as he grows up, protect him from being bullied, protect the secret he had in the darkness of the stairwell when he was sixteen - and then discover that he is the one who needs to be protected the most.
One is a handsome and cold brother, who has protected his younger brother like an eyeball since he was a child; the other is a younger brother who is as beautiful as a girl, but has a bad physique but is extremely stubborn. There is only one year and a layer of blood between them, but they cross all boundaries in daily life, big and small.
There is also a sub-line——
Xu Yi: Qing Yuan's deskmate, who has been secretly in love with him for two years, runs laps for him, asks for leave for him, and holds fainted people in his arms for him on the playground. Finally said goodbye with a smile.
Lin Mo: Qing Chen's college roommate, who wanted to pursue Xu Yi when he saw sex, but did not delete his friends even after being rejected in person. Later, he became the only person who could comment "You two are still in contact" under Xu Yi's friend circle.
Teacher Li: The physical education teacher who took out his anger on his students after falling out of love finally understood what "should not transfer emotions to children" the day he saw Qing Yuan fainted on the track.
Time passes from junior high school to college, and from summer to summer. There is the ignorance on campus and the stares under the desk, the embarrassment of sweat and tears mixed together on the playground, the gentle kiss on the forehead in the hospital corridor and the long first kiss in the room.
There are single arrows, there are double arrows, there are regrets, there are perfections.
Some people have gone away, and some people have come back.
Some people have been in love for more than ten years before they dare to speak, and some people have said "yes" frankly from the beginning.
Concept: Our summer
