On the 182nd day of her depression, Wan Ning spent a sleepless night in a cold rental house. Heart palpitations and loneliness became her daily routine. An accidental click led her to meet the anchor Zi Qiao. The gentle light in the live broadcast room broke through the musty darkness in her world. Starting from a message that was responded to seriously, this beam of light across the screen became her only hope to fight against insomnia and heart palpitations. The deer pendant on the bedside became a warm sustenance within reach.
She relied on Zi Qiao's company and regarded his voice as an antidote, but she was filled with inferiority complex due to the embarrassing reality, pretending to be decent with lies, and was repeatedly pulled between temptation and trust. The thoughtful comfort and exclusive tender thoughts in the early morning made her more and more greedy for this warmth, but the guilt and panic hidden behind the lies were also growing quietly. She clung to this life-saving straw desperately, but she didn't know that this careful dependence would eventually collapse at some point.
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