Old Port is a quagmire soaked in turbid fireworks, with drunkards, gamblers, and numb ordinary people crowded in the dilapidated lanes. It has never been able to cultivate a clean and pure heart.
Li Jisui was born here, and he was born with shackles. The alcoholic and crazy mother, the father who was mentally disabled and needed constant care, and the brother who was in jail and lost contact all shouldered the burden of the entire family very early on.
He used to be dazzling and beautiful, and he used to make a living in a bar. Everyone coveted his face until his drunken mother blinded his right eye with her own hands.
After that, a white cloth bandage was wrapped diagonally to cover his eyes, which became a shell of shame that he refused to take off. His bones were riddled with wounds, and he did not speak often. He became a cold and weird person in the eyes of others.
Life has made him numb and taciturn. He thought he would never set foot in a bar where he had suffered humiliation and scars, but he was forcibly recalled by the boss to entertain old customers.
In the commotion in the box, an unintentional joke brought two completely different lives together.
"This appearance is on par with our President Jiang."
Jiang Zuilu was sitting in the hustle and bustle, and looked up to see the broken young man in the corner who was clutching the bandage and avoiding his eyes in a hurry.
One person is trapped in a muddy and deserted street, covered with scars and no one can support him; another person stands on a high platform, reaching out to catch his broken body and unspeakable suffering.
The boy who had no one to save him in the quagmire finally found someone who was willing to pull him out of the deserted street.
Purpose: Cherish life.
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Intention: Although falling in love with you is not love at first sight, it cannot just stop.