Lin Zhishu×Wen Qingjia
Wen Qingjia often felt that he was like a dead lake, waiting numbly to dry up and die, with every ripple frozen in time.
Lin Zhishu's appearance was like a hearty and timely rain, breaking the fragile paper-like calm of the lake with great force, and roughly tearing apart the disguise he had carefully maintained for a long time.
This rain injected fresh vitality and led him towards the vast sea.
There is new life and freedom.
There was Lin Zhishu's arms.
Intention: to love, to break through, to be unbridled
