Gu Xingzhi and Yang Jingyi met for the first time in a dilapidated hut. Gu Xingzhi still remembers the day when the sky was gloomy and the rain was brewing throughout the spring. With a thunderous sound, he accidentally stepped on Yang Jingyi's Luban lock, and fate and friendship were forged at the same time.
Gu Jingxing: "Hug me, baby."
Yang Jingyi: "Don't touch me."
You can walk more than ten miles in remote mountainous areas without seeing any human habitation. It was the first time that Gu Xingzhi saw such a desolate place, with barren land and no water and electricity. But the children there were thin but not numb, and their eyes were full of longing for the mountains and the hope of soaring into the sky. However, the conditions in the village are limited. The school is in poor condition and the equipment is backward. The only well requires walking several miles of mountain roads and carrying a load.
Still confused about the future, he thought: I am needed here.
Intention: I am an old person and I am an old person, and a young person is an old person and I am an old person.