I was downstairs, looking at you upstairs, when I was fifteen years old
You were upstairs, looking downstairs in panic. You were twenty years old that year.
You had no time to look at me, because a person fell from the balcony where you were, lying between us, and finally fell into the car in front of me. The window glass instantly shattered into countless small pieces, suspended in front of my eyes.
From then on, things I had never encountered before, such as abduction, murder, and drug trafficking, began to enter my life. These are not beautiful, but there is a beautiful you there. I came over and asked you to come out.
Fengyang is cold and cruel. He has been a person with a sense of superiority in his heart since he was a child. His grasp of emotions has always been between being comfortable and panicked.
Zhen Li is a person who is gentle on the surface but stubborn on the inside. He always wants to keep a distance from the true feelings in his heart, but he slowly gets closer inadvertently.
In the many things that happened after the two met, the two hearts gradually got closer, but also gradually moved away.
In more than ten years of struggle in approaching and separating, only Fengyang's perseverance managed to open a door in Zhen Li's heart with great difficulty. Fengyang's bright smile shined into the heart that Zhen Li had always rejected.
There are several tangled issues here. What should we do when faced with a stepfather who is addicted to gambling and violence? Should we fight evil with evil, or should we use more reasonable methods to solve it?
Is this weak submission when faced with the treachery in the workplace? Or fight back, or just leave?
Faced with resources that are readily available, should we give up and resolutely use them, or should we choose to accept them and then return them to others for mutual benefit?
Facing the increasingly impetuous emotions in reality, should we stick to our hearts and love one person alone, or should we swim in the waves of emotions?
Intention: I ran towards you, but you stayed still. Where love comes, why do you endure it silently?