She, Jiang Nanke, was born to Jiang Qiming and Jiang Ningshu, who were known as "a match made in heaven", just like a dream they had, Nanke had a dream.
She, Yan Chenqing, was the test-tube child of Yan Ruyu, who was known as the "First Sister of Chivalry". Her mother hated men most in her life and thought they were "dirty". So the meaning of the name is, spotless and otherworldly.
Nan Ke has been playing with her two-year-old brother since she was born. She follows what Yan Chenqing learns. She doesn't understand why her mother always follows Aunt Yan, and she doesn't understand why her father is often not at home. She only knows that she can give Chen Qing half of what she likes, because in this way she can always "bully" Chen Qing.
Yan Ruyu has known that Jiang Nanke is her sister since she was very young. Her mother told her so, so she will let Nanke do everything, fulfill her responsibility as a sister, and take her wherever she goes. She even takes Nanke with her when taking a bath or going to the toilet.
That year Yan Chenqing was ten years old and Jiang Nanke was eight years old. They were forced to separate. Eight-year-old Jiang Nanke heard about a "taboo" that existed in the world while half asleep, which was yelled by his father. It wasn't until she went abroad that she understood this kind of "love"! And practice this love! When Yan Chenqing woke up, she couldn't find Jiang Nanke. She cried and searched for as long as she could, until she fainted from crying. She vowed to find her back and take her home!
Many years later, they met in their mother's small noodle shop, and when they met again they became rivals. The opposition of identities, the conflict of concepts, the cruel competition field, the entanglement of the previous generation, the love they dare not say... They were forced to grow up, forced to choose, and in the end they were no longer a dream. The dust was washed away, and the sea of clouds was only dusty, ushering in their "bath light"!
Intention: In the bathing light, there is sincere love; it is burning hope; it is warm embrace; it is I have always liked you, but I didn't dare to tell you!