Slow, realistic
When Li Bing was seventeen years old, a mother and son moved downstairs. The son's name was Lin Tianshuo.
Li Bing was seventeen years old and was trapped in a small, hot and cramped room facing west and backlit.
Life was tight, and she had set up her body early. She was used to digesting her grievances alone, and did not expect kindness that came out of thin air.
Lin Tianshuo, who has just moved downstairs, seems to be slovenly and taciturn. He feels the pain of losing his father deep in his heart. There is an insurmountable gap between him and his mother that was built by a pension.
In the noisy midsummer, a sudden danger breaks through the two people's disguised shells, revealing each other's hidden wounds.
The glass sea surface looks flat and quiet, but the undercurrent sinks forever underneath.
No one came to save the other. The two scarred teenagers slowly learned to understand each other during their long and embarrassing youth.
Purpose: Mutual redemption