In 2007, my first love, Taozi, died in that tragic rainstorm because of my cowardice. I have hidden guilt and regret that I can't let go of, and I feel disheartened and even resigned myself to depravity. I wish I could do it all over again...
Twelve years after Taozi's death, I already had a family and met a girl who looked exactly like Taozi—Yang Xiaoshun. She was as petite, thin, clean, and clear as Taozi. She was the same as Taozi in terms of body shape, temperament, and even some minor flaws.
She is like a stray zebra, lonely, weak, and stuck in the mire.
Since the day we met, we have experienced a series of thrilling events together as if we were cursed. But that didn't seem like a curse to me, but more like some kind of test and opportunity for redemption.
We became each other's only friends, getting along cautiously, growing closer, but only in a platonic way.
What will happen to two people who cannot be together?
