Tian Miaomiao knew that her family was very poor since she was very young.
The old and mottled bungalow, the patched clothes, and the sour food all reminded her that she was a poor person.
But she once firmly believed that as long as she worked hard enough and studied hard, she would be able to earn enough money to live a good life for her family in the future.
Until she met Song Yinghui by accident.
She caught him skipping classes, spending the night at an Internet cafe, drinking, hanging out with his friends, and casually taking out stacks of snowflake-like bills that were flying all over the sky.
She was so frightened that she randomly picked a few bills from the flying bills, which were her family's monthly income.
Miaomiao hated him, hated him for spending money like water and being arrogant, and hated him even more for always pestering her and breaking her peaceful life, like a fog that could not be dispersed around her.
Finally, Song Yinghui went abroad, and the fog cleared, and she was shocked to realize that there were small ripples and small joys in her heart.
Miaomiao endured the loss and pretended to comfort herself. After all, money was an insurmountable gap between the two.
Just when she was finally ready to look forward, Song Yinghui came back angrily.
He was angry that she had forgotten him so quickly, angry that other people were coveting her, and angry that she could turn a blind eye to him. Under the angry appearance, he carefully hid the broken heart that was affected by her.
In the dark rain, Song Yinghui was soaked all over, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on his face. He grabbed Miaomiao's hand puppet tightly, so hard that it seemed like he could break her slender wrist. He almost collapsed and roared: "Miaomiao, I won't allow you to leave me."
Intention: Let love accompany growth