There is light in the name of Juyu, but life is immersed in mud.
An irresponsible father, a cramped rental house, and never-ending debt - his seventeenth year was a night of cutting flesh with a dull knife.
Until my sophomore year in high school, the school transferred a young man with gold-rimmed glasses.
——Zhou Yubai has a gentle smile and a decent manner. Even his cufflinks show an expensive sense of proportion.
Zhouyu looked on with cold eyes, thinking: "It's fake, it will rot sooner or later."
But later, he saw Zhou Yubai being miserable.
And Zhou Yubai found the softness under his thorns.
"Ziyu." Zhou Yubai tore off the mask for the first time, his voice trembling, "Do you feel any pain?"
Two rotten souls, gouging each other's scars in the darkness.
——Love is the light that sees blood.
(Hypocrite's true crazy attack × gloomy wolf cub's suffering, two-way redemption)
"Your name is Zhouyu... I will take you to see the light."
Purpose: redemption