Yumo Sunset

The first time they met on a rainy night, he fainted in front of her. She sent him to the hospital and became an accidental light in his dark world. The confession in the music box was drowned by the call of the family. She only said "I'm going back to China", which he thought was a gentle rejection. From then on, passers-by at the end of the world were each ups and downs in the abyss. See you again after many years. He is the calmest deputy chief of the cardiac surgery department. She is the most difficult patient in the ICU - she overdosed, committed suicide by cutting her wrists, and lost her business. Wen Yanyu looked at the faint undulating curves on the monitor and remembered the red color spreading in his mother's bathtub many years ago. For the first time, there were cracks in the always professional voice: "Maybe... When she cut her wrists, if she could have cut them a little deeper." "Or, it might be discovered later." "Would it... Be better?" "At least, you don't have to be as uncomfortable as you are now." His father, the top surgical authority in the country, remained silent and only said: "As doctors, we should never assume the possibility of 'finding it later is better'. Our duty is to make every effort to seize every ounce of life and alleviate every pain, no matter how difficult the process is." One side is professional belief, and the other side is deep-rooted memory. While hoping that her father would use top technology to snatch her back from the hands of death, On the other hand, she hoped that she would not have to struggle in the pain of having no desire to survive. Until he held her cold hand and his voice was as low as a broken oath: "Xu Yimo, it's me who will save you this time." "I'm going to help you ease your pain - every day of the rest of my life."