“I spent fifteen years weaving a net, all to catch you.”
Twenty-nine-year-old Zhou Jin has become completely entangled with a “ghost” named Ling Qinghong.
This person remembers every detail of his life over the past fifteen years, collects everything he throws away, and can even predict what he will think the next second.
Ling Qinghong says it is love, a secret crush that began in middle school and has taken root deep in his bones.
Zhou Jin’s world is invaded and occupied inch by inch. He calls the police, runs away, and tries to fall in love with someone else, but Ling Qinghong always drags him back in more extreme ways: self-harm, starvation, kidnapping, and finally, a suicidal farewell facing the sea.
Zhou Jin thought that with Ling Qinghong’s “death,” the nightmare was finally over.
Until he woke up in the hospital.
Until Ling Qinghong, who had “loved him to the death,” stood calmly by his hospital bed, arm in arm with another man.
Until he saw the newly completed, ninety-chapter novel file on his computer.
In that moment, Zhou Jin finally understood Ling Qinghong’s last words:
“Zhou Jin, look carefully.”
“The one trapped in this story, with no way out forever...”
“...is you.”
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A story about the question: “Who is the real madman?”
