Shen Mingqiu remembered the first time he saw Xia Zhiqiu under the streetlight. The boy in front of him was wearing a Lolita dress. The makeup on his face was mottled and the blue wig was messy. He only had a pair of lace stockings on his feet. There were obvious circle marks on his wrists, as if he had just been teased. Like this, he didn't intend to pay attention to it, but he didn't know why he couldn't walk. Although Xia Zhiqiu was very thin, his mottled face could tell that Xia Zhiqiu was very good-looking, especially under the warm yellow street lights.
At first he thought Xia Zhiqiu was a girl, and it was midnight, so he thought it might be unsafe for a girl to stay outside, and he thought he might be able to help her. But when Xia Zhiqiu said thank you to him, he realized that Xia Zhiqiu was a boy. He asked where he lived many times but had no choice but to take him back to his home. The two of them slowly began to live a life of three meals a day and four seasons, but fate always plays tricks on people...
Intention: The short-term salvation becomes his light, and the painful memories will always exist.