This is a story about a patient with depression.
In the winter of 2019, he gave her a pen with a name engraved on it, and she provided him with inspiration for designing an exclusive healing space.
In the winter of 2022, she said: "Thank you for accompanying me to watch a Jiang tide."
She spent her life curing others, but failed to heal herself; he spent the rest of his life commemorating her, but he could no longer wait for the next river tide.
From then on, the rivers and seas rose, and no one returned.
Eternal regret is fixed in the sound of tide.
Reader comments
Woohoo, I feel so sorry for the heroine's baby, she must be well!
She must be cured~
Woohoo, I feel so sorry for the heroine's baby, she must be well! She must be cured~