Female protagonist's perspective:
When I was a kid, you were behind the door and I was in front of it.
Later, when I was behind the door and you were in front, I only dared to peek at you;
In the end, I realized that it was me who was in front of the door all along.
Male protagonist's perspective:
When I was a child, I longed for freedom behind the door,
Later, I longed for your approach behind the door,
Finally, I finally opened the door and took your hand
After his father died, He Huaizhi discovered that fighting could numb him and prevent him from missing the past; he smoked, drank, and fought during the day, doing all the things a bad boy should do, but no one knew that He Huaizhi actually studied late at night every night in order to keep his promise to his father;
Wen Xingdi felt that her childhood friend had become a complete stranger. She didn't dare to get close, but she didn't know that He Huaizhi was longing for her closeness.
Concept: No one's childhood is gray, and no one's youth is not colorful