The feelings in the age of innocence are always so pure and sincere, but the boy in white who was struggling to grow up met his own rose in a barren desert somewhere.
That rose made the plain black and white wither of Sheng Jian Nian sprout new buds.
"Sheng Jianian, thank you for showing up."
Luo Yuyao always recited his name silently in his heart during every test, and then there seemed to be an inexplicable energy in his heart that supported him through every difficulty, large and small.
Later, Luo Yuyao gradually developed the habit of writing the words "Sheng Jian Nian" on his draft paper before each exam. His graceful and powerful cursive writing was written on the top of the empty white paper, like a small bright light on the night road, scaring away all the ghosts and monsters in the empty and unknown places.
Many years later, Sheng Jianian always thought of that rose when he was tossing and turning late at night. It broke into his life with such tenacity, and then grew its own spikes, fearlessly growing towards the most dazzling light.
Then he stayed where he was.
Intention: Make peace with yourself