"Can you wait for me to grow up? If you wait for me, I will grow up."
Late at night, that dream always appeared unchanged in the silent night, with the same place, the same content, and even always stopped at the same node. After waking up again and again, the state of mind and the people in the list that could not be told, facing the unknown and profound reality, perhaps the only difference was that Xu Zhiqiu found that he could not lose this man again and again.
Four years ago, he was a teacher and she was his student
Four years later, he was still a teacher, and she became his colleague and someone who stood side by side with him.
When she saw this man again, she opened her dusty diary and wrote, "No matter how long the night is, the flowers will eventually bloom. I have never been so lucky that I am no longer the little girl who doesn't understand anything." But she never expected that what he said after the reunion would be him: "Zhiqiu, I am old."
Teacher-student love is difficult and humbling. The meaning and requirements given to the profession are too high, and the same is true for honorary role models. What are their choices when it comes to relationships and careers?
There is no winter that cannot be endured, spring will definitely come, and rules are meant to be broken.
Concept: Growing through the cracks