Yan Ci was twenty-five years old, with a junior high school education. He came from an ordinary family, was not good at speaking, had no friends, and lived a life of getting up early and working hard every day. Finally one day, he fell ill. After examination, he was diagnosed with late-stage gastric cancer.
Until he woke up and found that he was seventeen years old again, one year after he dropped out of school——
Facts have proved that a supporting role is a supporting role, and an unlucky person is an unlucky person. Even if he gets a rebirth script, his life is not very good. His parents are bickering as always, he is not used to going back to school, and his report card has countless red crosses, all of which make him feel helpless and desperate.
Until he met Qin Shu——
Qin Shu, handsome, with good grades and a good family, was originally the only son of the richest man in province S. However, due to his father's failure to invest and declared bankruptcy, he instantly changed from the son of the richest man to the son of the first loser. But the great changes in his family did not defeat Qin Shu. Faced with various dirty old buildings, schools with very average teachers, and all kinds of ridicule from his former social circle, he did not even frown. He still maintained the first place in his grade and never complained.
He took the initiative to become friends with Yan Ci, not only helping him with his homework but also encouraging him from time to time to take brave steps to make friends.
He was like the moonlight, illuminating Yan Ci's path from darkness to light. Yan Ci was naturally attracted to the moonlight and fell for him, but he also knew that how could he have the bright moon over there when he was so unbearable, until one day——
Yan Ci will always remember that day. The moon was very round and bright, and all kinds of small animals around him were chirping. The moon in his heart said: "Yan Ci, I am your Qin Shu, and it is also a love letter sent to you by God. It sent me to love you."
From then on, he was no longer the moonlight that was out of reach, but the moon that belonged to Yan Ci alone.
Gentle and cold, white moonlight attack vs. Fear of inferiority, crying and acceptance
Motto: Both luck and misfortune have an end