Five years ago, Gu Xingzhou left his village for Beijing. Thirteen-year-old Wen Zhixia chased him to the entrance of the village and asked him, "Brother Xingzhou, when will you come back?"
He said: He will come back when Xia Xia grows up.
Five years later, he returned.
But his Xia Xia was pinned against the wall of the alley - so skinny and disfigured, covered with old wounds.
Wen Zhixia's family was in a state of decline: his father ran away due to debts and his mother was sick. People in the village avoided the family when they saw it. He was bullied at school, falsely accused of stealing, and had no one to speak up for him.
Until Gu Xingzhou came back.
He repaired the street lamp that had been broken for more than half a year for Wen Zhixia, and took him to and from school. He remembered that he didn't eat coriander and was afraid of the dark. No one knew that this man who drove a nice car and had a small business in Beijing fell in love with a thirteen-year-old kid five years ago.
He went home this time partly for his sick grandma and partly for the person who was worried about him.
And what about Wen Zhixia?
From being protected, to being dependent, to suddenly realizing one night late at night - the way he looked at that person was no longer right.
Intention: My brother is back from the city