The previous seventeen years were the hibernation of the cicada. It only bloomed for one summer, but the music is different and it will always bloom. He was on the road to a new life. He had just taken a step to overcome the unbearable hardships of the previous generation, opened the shackles of his soul, and when he opened his eyes to see the new world, he found a young man helping him carry the heavy past. . . .
"Hello, new deskmate, my name is Jiang Chengyu." "The wind is like rain, our names match well!"
It's not about who holds up the sky for others, it's about sharing the same boat through thick and thin and moving forward hand in hand.