"Why don't you leave?" Jiang Nian smoked a cigarette and stared half-consciously at the young man in front of him who was wearing a straight school uniform, carrying a schoolbag, his pants were stained with dust, and the corners of his mouth were bruised from being beaten.
"If you don't leave, I will." Jiang Nian shook her clothes, got up and left this shabby house full of filth and corruption.
Jiang Nian passed him by, and the young man's eyes stared at Jiang Nian as if he was obsessed.
Jiang Nian pretended not to see it.
The boy turned around and grabbed the hand of the girl who was about to leave. The girl's hand was cold, so the boy squeezed it.
"Jiang Nian, do you still want me?" The young man's eyes were red, and he lowered his head and asked her while crying.
Concept: pure young love