This is a story about Jiang Yewei, a girl who wraps herself in sharp edges.
In the sixth grade, her parents and brother went abroad and left her in the boarding school dormitory. From then on, she grew wildly like a forgotten weed in the cracks of rules and prejudices. She built a high wall with luxury goods all over her body, and deliberately wore old T-shirts and dirty canvas shoes, so that those shiny labels were mixed with the casual and uninhibited, turning them into thorns that dazzled others, but also kept them away from thousands of miles away.
People in the town called her a "evil girl" and said she was rebellious and shameless, but no one saw her squatting in the alley to share food with stray dogs, secretly helping her deaf grandfather organize the used bookstore, or cleverly avoiding all temptations to cross the line at parties and keeping her own bottom line.
In her world, there is Fu Shenzhou, who is in tit-for-tat with her at every turn - that life-or-death rival who is as rigid as an iceberg. He hides his care with meanness, will silently find surveillance evidence when she is slandered by rumors, and will awkwardly hand out an umbrella to her when she is caught in the rain; There is the gentle and bright transfer student Lu Ruihang, who brings orange-flavored candies and just the right amount of care, shining into her life like a ray of light; and there is also Xiang Yingwen, who hides her true feelings by "being against her", the girl who changed her name, hiding her unspoken love for her for many years.
When news of a family marriage forcibly tied her to Fu Chenzhou, and when rumors and rumors followed her, Jiang Yewei was still like that thorny wild rose, running rampant in her own world. She will punch to defend her weakness, she will fight for her dignity, and she will show her vulnerability for a moment when no one is around. Those seemingly contradictory qualities - publicity and sensitivity, hardness and softness, rebelliousness and kindness, together constitute this girl who is not understood.
At the end of the story, she may still be riddled with thorns, or she may have learned to reconcile in the collision with the world, but no matter what, she is always the same Jiang Yewei - living wantonly and passionately, never changing her shape for anyone, like a gust of wind, blowing through the asphalt road of the town, and blowing away all the eyes that try to define her.
Intention: love
