The first time Bai Qingshan met Ling Yan was during the drowsy morning self-study in the winter of his second year of high school. The young boy who transferred to another school came walking in the cold air of winter. The indifference and alienation in his eyes were similar to the frost outside the window.
"Is there a fire?"
Bai Qingshan looked at the handsome young man in front of him
"Do good students also smoke?" Bai Qingshan asked in a joking tone.
"I have good guy written all over my face?"
Bai Qingshan looked at the young man in front of him, holding a lit cigarette between his knuckled fingers. As the last sparks crushed under the young man's white sneakers, sycamore leaves just fell on his shoulders.
Bai Qingshan looked at Ling Yan, who was curled up in a ball and hiding in the corner of the dormitory. He was like a hungry trapped animal, constantly devouring the rice balls in his hand. There were five or six bags of instant noodles scattered on the ground.
Ling Yan sat in the darkness, facing the lights of thousands of houses, and said to Bai Qingshan behind him: "The world you wake up in every day is my living hell."
Bai Qingshan said softly in a hoarse voice: "Ling Yan, be good, look back at me, take a look at me."
Ling Yan looked up at the gray sky and remembered what Bai Qingshan said: A Yan, when the autumn rain is slightly cool and the sycamore leaves fall covering the streets of Nanjing, that's when I will take you home.
This is a story of two teenagers redeeming each other
"Look, I'm always behind you"
"I'm sorry to let you know me in this way. But I will try to survive."
Bai Qingshan was the scumbag student and the sleaziest gangster Ling Yan had ever met, but he was also the warmest person he had ever met.
Ling Yan was the most indifferent person Bai Qingshan had ever seen, but he was also the one who made him feel the most distressed.
Purpose: May my young man's life be smooth from now on