"In the middle of the summer when I was seventeen years old, when he grabbed the corner of my clothes and complained, his voice was still milky:
"Sister, Lin Yi bullied me again..."
In the late autumn of his twenty-fourth year, he was leaning against the door of his office with a piece of chalk on his fingertips. The collar of his school uniform was crooked:
"Teacher Lin~Is it okay that I was wrong? The review will be on your desk tomorrow! "
On a snowy night at the beginning of his thirties, he stood at the door wrapped in a navy blue police coat. The white mist he exhaled blurred the obsession in his eyes:
"Sister, teacher... Try me, I'm an adult, I'm very obedient, please"
Frozen red knuckles suddenly clenched my wrist bones, and my body temperature penetrated the cashmere gloves and burned into my blood.
——When it comes to protecting you, I am more qualified than anyone else. "
"He took off his school uniform and put on his police badge, just to protect his light with dignity."
"She took off her disguise, gripped the pen, and rewrote love and redemption in the cracks."
This is a two-way journey that begins with looking up and ends with protecting. It is the taboo of identity, the ravine of time, and the fire of two broken souls rebuilding each other on the ruins.
Intent: Two-way redemption and self-reconstruction are the strongest forces to penetrate darkness