Xu Su has been losing his whole life.
He lost his shelter when he was young, lost his love when he was young, and later even the last person who was willing to smile at him disappeared. He lived his life as a knife in the dark night, cold and sharp, and never looked back. His life was made of bones. He didn't believe in fate, let alone light.
Until that young man named Lu Yu crashed into his world without warning.
Luyu has everything that Xu Su never had - a bright family, dazzling achievements, confidant friends, and a pair of eyes that look at everyone as if they are hiding stars. He said "I like you" to Xu Su, and he said it confidently, as if he never needed a reason to like someone.
Xu Su only thought it was ridiculous. How many rainy seasons can the love of an eighteen-year-old boy last? He has seen too many people approaching and leaving, and every warmth is followed by a colder night. He warned himself that it was just the novelty of being bewitched by the surface. When Lu Yu had enough stimulation, he would naturally return to his sunshine.
But Luyu didn't leave.
He waited in the rainy night, and every time Xu Su wanted to push him away, he stubbornly took another step forward. Those clumsy and hot sincerities were like molten iron, poured bit by bit into Xu Su's chest that had been frozen for many years.
After a long time, he heard his own heartbeat.
It turns out that it's not that I don't know how to love anymore, it's that I'm just waiting for one person to come.
Xu Su thought, maybe the past really should be gone. No matter how short the happiness is, it is better than meeting each other only in dreams.
Lu Yu is the only person in the world who is willing to embrace Thorns, and Thorns' first lesson is to learn how not to hurt the person who embraces him.
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This is a story about "not believing" and "not believing in fate".
The fake cold-hearted real boss × the fake sunshine but the real persistent boy, two-way redemption, sweet and sour taste.
If happiness is destined to be short-lived, let it be so short-lived that it only lasts for a moment, and then it must be burned into light in ashes.
Intention: Born toward the sun