In 1997, when the Bay Area returned, Houde was born in a cramped and damp tin house.
Fate left him mute and speechless.
Until that little girl walked into his dark world with righteousness, flamboyance, and like a flame——
She said: "If he hits you again, you come to me."
He failed to say "thank you" and just buried his face in her back.
Wen Buxi is the only big red plastic flower in the dilapidated iron building. It is vulgar, but gorgeous; fake, but fresh, but it stands there stubbornly, refusing to wither, hide, or bow its head.
Later, she slowly grew into a real rose - gorgeous, real, thorny, blooming at the forefront of the storm, and also blooming in everyone's heart.
These are two children, a bond destined to last forever, a protection and struggle that lasts from childhood to growth.
[Wildfire type female protagonist | Language-impaired male protagonist | Childhood sweetheart | Realistic growth | The bottom of society]
Intention: Wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows and rekindles it