Lin Chunle seems to be crying all his life.
When I was a child, I cried until I couldn't breathe in the orphanage. I cried when Li Zhuoying took me home. I cried when I was bullied. I was afraid that I would cry even harder when she left. Like a plant that always lacks sunlight, he wraps all his dependence on Li Zhuoying, using his tears and stubbornness to take root in her heart and become the only exception.
Li Zhuoying was never the type to coax people, but she just couldn't do anything with this cry-loving cousin. She blocked the stool for him, fought against the family for him, and went crazy to find him after he had been hiding for five years. Others say she is strong, but only she knows that her weakness has long been grasped tightly by those tearful eyes.
This paranoid dependence that started when they were young is each other's only salvation.
Intention: Loss of security and emotional redemption, the complementary symbiosis of "strength" and "softness". True love is not an evenly matched contest, but that I am willing to put away my edge for you, and that you dare to expose all your vulnerabilities in front of me.