Song Yong, the bully in Lingli Middle School, changed his ways. He never skipped class, didn't sleep during self-study, and didn't leave his test papers empty.
Everyone said: Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?
Young Master Ji: No, don't ask me, I really don't know.
Ji Wenting considers himself a cool guy, cold and ruthless, walking from the street to the end of the street without blinking an eye. But from the moment he saw the young man under the tree one day, his character instantly collapsed.
He quietly guided him positively and accompanied him in his despair. He is also guarding him secretly, blocking his gods from killing gods and Buddhas from killing Buddhas.
Ji Wenting sighed: Finally one day I became like my old father.
Song Yan: Mr. Ji, I want to talk to you about a problem.
It's the kind of question that matters in life.
That year, the flowers bloomed very late. Fortunately, I have you.
--"Human Grass"
The love of youth is the most intoxicating and crazy. Each person's story can be like the boundless spring grass growing wildly, like the autumn wind wrapped around the hands and pruning the hands to keep the chaos, like the beauty flying in the snow laughing in the bush. This story is about two teenagers, one is named Song Yan and the other is named Ji Wenting.
Purpose: love and justice