A noisy scene on the street shatters a peaceful life and brings to light a huge secret hidden for many years.
"So you're Yu Qingjia? That wild kid?"
"Who are you?"
Before she could even think, a sharp slap landed across Yu Qingjia's face.
The neighbors immediately burst into gossip.
He was a little lighthouse in her life.
She said she could transform in seventy-two different ways.
Zheng Jing heard her, stepped closer, and chuckled. "Then can you turn your big brother into the one in your heart?"
At the parents' meeting, the homeroom teacher called her parent's name over and over, but no one answered from the seats below the podium. Her fair little face flushed with embarrassment.
Zheng Jing said, "Sorry I'm late. I'm her guardian."
Then he took her cold little hand and looked at her tenderly, speaking softly. "Your big brother's here. Don't be scared."
Faced with all the hardships of life, he told her, "Come on, bro! Even without snowflakes, we'll still make our way across the world!"
She thought he would always stay by her side and face all of life's pain with her, but he left without a word in his second year of high school.
His friend once asked, "Have you been protecting Yu Qingjia all this time because of her?"
When they met again years later, the boy who had always worn a smile was long gone. All that returned was the leading figure of the Zheng family of Jiulin.
She didn't know that when she was on the brink of death, he, who had never believed in gods or Buddhas, had braved a torrential downpour and climbed from the foot of Jingyun Mountain to its summit, kneeling and bowing every three steps, just because an old man had told him to. All to beg the god of death to spare the girl he loved.
He lay in her arms, blood at the corner of his mouth. Gently stroking her cheek, he said, "I'm sorry, sis. This is my fault."
Big tears fell from her eyes into his palm. "You're wonderful. You've already done so well."
After hearing her answer, he only gave a faint laugh. Unwanted tears slid from the corners of his eyes. "I once stood alone in the fog too. The fog was so thick I couldn't see a thing. Don't blame me, okay?"
Theme: Love is not a noun
Brother Jing is so sweet that it touches my heart
Hahaha, Brother Jing has been promoted to a parent.
Give me a job in a gold store with a salary of 10,000 yuan a month??
Damn it, Zheng Jing is too good at it, right?