Tang Ze grew up in a filthy, chaotic urban village, next door to a luxurious neighborhood of villas owned by the rich.
The window of her bedroom faced the window of a boy’s bedroom in the neighboring villa.
The boy next door was born with every advantage, and everything in life went his way.
She was like a child abandoned by heaven, battered and bullied by life.
She had endless chores every day: washing dishes, mopping floors, and cooking.
The boy next door played piano, painted, practiced taekwondo, and traveled abroad.
The gulf between rich and poor seemed to predetermine the difference between their lives.
But fate brought these two people from utterly different worlds together on a summer night when Tang Ze was thirteen.
She had accidentally lost two yuan, so her mother slapped her twice and kicked her into a ditch full of foul water.
Tang Ze lay motionless in the ditch for a long time, her eyes vacant and dull.
A Mercedes-Benz G-Class pulled over as it passed. The boy got out and reached out to her.
Looking at his pristine, expensive white shirt, she shrank back and said, “I can’t afford to pay for it if I get your clothes dirty...”
The boy pulled her up and said gently, “It’s okay. Give me your hand. I’ll help you up.”
Tang Ze didn’t know then that the boy had been watching her for a long time with his bright, star-like eyes, from her little corner of the alley next door.
Later, again and again, she would fall into darkness and fight with demons.
Each time, the boy would reach out to her and say, “It’s okay. Give me your hand. I’ll help you up.”
“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.” - Leonard Cohen, “Anthem”
You are my salvation, and my god.
Dark, volatile girl VS sunny, godlike boy
Synopsis screenshot saved on 2019/09/21
Theme: Healing and redemption
