Rainy night, shabby hotel room.
He held his feverish daughter tightly and listened to the approaching footsteps outside the window.
"Don't be afraid, dad is here."
This is his only belief and all his lies.
A story you can't help but pray for
· Watch him running around in the rainy night for a fever-reducing medicine
· Watch him use his body to shield his daughter from the evil in the world
· Seeing him covered in bruises but still humming a lullaby gently
Until you hear the echo of the truth, when strange patterns appear on the drawing paper of childhood
When the children's photos loom in the firelight
You'll start to wonder:
Are we saving an angel?
Or are you unleashing a demon?
In this story, all your sympathy
will become the final suspense
