The story between them began on that rainy night three years ago. Jiang Ran is the king of the underground boxing ring. He has hard fists and an even harder temper. He can defeat a group of people by himself, but he never lets anyone get close to his heart. That night, he was covered in blood and fell in the alley. Lu Zechuan passed by, holding an umbrella. After hesitating for a moment, he squatted down and bandaged his wounds awkwardly.
"You're as hard-hearted as a rock, why do you have to push yourself to the edge?" Lu Zechuan frowned at that time, his tone seemed to be scolding, but it also had a reassuring warmth.
Jiang Ran stared at him, feeling for the first time that there were still people in this world who would look at him like that - no pity, no ridicule, just pure worry. From that day on, Lu Zechuan became the only exception in his life.
He would pick up Jiang Ran at the boxing ring in the middle of the night and bring him hot porridge. He would stay with Jiang Ran until dawn when he had a fever. He would even drink with him until late at night when he was depressed after losing a match. But Lu Zechuan never crossed the line, never said "I like you".
Intention: The emotional tug-of-war under the inability to express love normally