Nineteen-year-old Qi Xin lives in a prison that no one knows about. After her half-sister Qi Yi passed away unexpectedly, she locked herself in a cage of guilt and longing. The top actress Lu Yu, her half-sister, was the sharpest thorn in her heart because of her absence from the funeral. What Qi Xin didn't know was that behind the glamour, Lu Yu had privately entrusted a high school teacher with a high monthly salary of 100,000 yuan as early as her freshman year to calm her psychological trauma. Her sister blocked her contact information, so she used the most clumsy way to build an invisible wall to block all wind and rain.
During the summer vacation of her sophomore year, Qi Xin returned to her alma mater of junior high school to look for Qi Yi's best friend during her lifetime, Teacher Bu Wen, who was the last tender connection between her and her deceased sister. But gangsters suddenly broke into the campus and Bu Wen was taken hostage. In the moment of life and death, all the past flashed through Qi Xin's mind - her sister's last entrustment, the instructions under the wisteria trellis, the only remaining thoughts in the world - she rushed forward without hesitation, using her body as a shield to block the fatal shot.
The bullet penetrated the chest and the operating light was on all night. The shooting that caused an uproar in the city brought Lu Yu back to reality from the spotlight. She rushed to the hospital without makeup and stood guard outside the operating room without all the stars. In the long tug of life and death, Qi Xin finally began to see the truth that she didn't know: the monthly entrustment of 100,000 yuan, the involuntary absence from the funeral, and the three-year silent guardianship. When the gap between concealment and misunderstanding was torn apart by life and death, the first ray of light shone through the psychological cage that had trapped her for many years. Some love are silent but never absent, some are clumsy in guarding but never give up.
Concept: The guardian of silence is never absent, but the trauma covers the eyes. Growth is not about forgetting the pain, but learning to recognize the love hidden in the shadows.