Chu Qingyu originally thought that everyone's childhood should be made of sunshine and honey, but in college they would be soaked from head to toe by papers, so children should be carefree.
But when he peeled off the spikes on Li Xiaohan's body and peered through the layers of defense, what he saw was only the darkness that he considered himself to be. And Li Xiaohan's high school years were almost filled with the shadow of his sophomore form.
Let me love you this time.
Intention: Light will always exist