As a child of a single parent, Motoki is a standard good boy. He helps his mother and takes care of his sister. When the neighbors see him, they praise him for being sensible. As a result, the biological father who had been missing for six years suddenly appeared, messing up the lives of the three mothers, and bad luck happened one after another. From entering the police station to losing his motorcycle, Yuan Mu's precious winter vacation in his senior year of high school went through a wild ride.
Actually, he wanted to curse his father, but a boy wearing a red scarf appeared at the same time, and by chance, he was also involved in his misfortune. Everyone around him was dressed in black, gray and white, but this person was wearing a bright red. And from winter to summer, when he thought the boys with red scarves would disappear like winter, they were still there.
The red scarf means that my uncle's home is just a street away from yours, and I will study in college here for four more years, and I can't get away.
So when the biological father caused trouble again, he naturally went to clean up the mess with Yuanmu.
Red Scarf: What do others praise you for?
Yuanmu: He said that I am sensible and I have known how to share my mother's burdens since I was a child; that I am good to my sister and will definitely be a good parent in the future; that I am kind-hearted and always watch over a lame dog when I see one; and that I am a good student and that I am never asked by my teacher to look after my parents.
Red Scarf said, why do you always talk about how you treat others? I think you also have many advantages.
These words stunned the good boy Yuanmu, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
No, why is it that when you are disguising your identity, the first thing you think of is that you are your boyfriend? Why take risks with yourself without any hesitation? This sister is not his sister, so why is she more interested in her than him?
Yuan Mu's life had to be enriched now. In the scrawled family, in the unusual love in adolescence, in the brave and crazy summer of riding a bus and riding a motorcycle.
Intention: Shouting about youth and vacation, I rushed forward
