Synopsis: Yin Zhong

One rainy night seven years ago, Tang Zhong carried a newly bought schoolbag in his left hand and an umbrella in his right. He stood on the steps looking down at Yin Chen, and said in a voice colder than the rain falling on him, “Don’t meet again in the future. On the same rainy night seven years later, Tang Zhong appeared downstairs in Yin Chen’s apartment, soaked and embarrassed, but raised his face and smiled brightly: “Didn’t you say that I will come to you anytime if I have nowhere to go in the future? ?”