Gardenia Is Fragrant

In the smell of disinfectant in the ward, there was once a vague fragrance of gardenia. That was Yang Qiu's unique secret - it was Xia Mengyi who he could see with his eyes open and hear with his ears. She would sit on an empty chair and write in her diary, she would blame him for the vitamin C lozenges he had hidden, and she would recount the old days with him in the sunshine. Where the flowers are fragrant, she is there. But when the phantom began to tire, when the familiar fragrance became increasingly thinner, and when the words "it's time to let go" pierced the false warmth, Yang Qiu suddenly realized that it was never the memory that trapped him, but the obsession that refused to wake up. When the fragrance of the gardenia ends, is it the bell ringing for the phantom's exit, or is it the prelude to his reconciliation with himself?