Seventeen-year-old Fang Shulang returned to the county town where he grew up, with familiar air, familiar scenery, and familiar friends, but on the first day he met a strange child...
Thirteen-year-old Zhou Yuan was silent, with no friends, no ideals, and no future. He was alone, carrying everything that fate had given him, until someone told him...
"Do you know the meaning of your name?"
"Brilliant, self-improving, optimistic and cheerful! It's a good name! The person who named you must love you very much!"
——Whoever named you must love you very much
From then on love appeared in his life.
The afterglow of winter gradually lengthened the shadows of the two people and overlapped them. Zhou Yuan turned his head and stared at the shadow that looked like a hug, as if this was a formal hug.
Intention: Two-way rush, one-way redemption.