Song Wanhe thought that her eighteen years would be spent in endless quarrels.
The cold war between her parents was like a fog that could not be cleared away. The sound of her brother slamming the door was more punctual than the alarm clock, and the notice saying "Reread" was the straw that broke the camel's back - her life seemed to have never been taken seriously by anyone.
It wasn't until the cram school started that she met Song Mingye.
He was two years older than her. When he sat by the window, he always looked at the sky, and the shadows cast by his eyelashes seemed to hide stories. He solved problems surprisingly quickly, but when she was stuck on a problem, he would tap her exercise book with his fingertips: "Here, change your mind."
No one knew that this top student, who even respected his teachers, was being repeatedly dragged down by insomnia and emotional depression; no one knew that when Song Wanhe said, "You are not ugly when you smile," green shoots quietly sprouted in the barren field in Song Wanhe's heart.
In the second week of becoming his deskmate, he wrote on the scratch paper for evening study: "Would you like to give it a try?"
She replied: "Okay!"
Later, Song Wanhe understood that some encounters were destined -
He was a gust of wind that blew into her stagnant life, with edges and corners, but he made her learn to grow;
She was a weed in his misty forest, silent and stubborn, but she became the direction in which he looked back.
"We all have bad moments, but it doesn't matter," he held her hand, his palm warm, "From now on, the world owes you tenderness, and I give it to you."
[Mutual redemption | Academic tyrant x tough girl | Two-way rush to the repeat class]
The intention: to support each other in difficulties, to heal the original scars and spiritual haze with love and understanding, to prove that even in the trough, we can grow towards the sun because of each other's existence.