The bravest thing Shen Zhi has ever done in her life was not to escape through the window on the 27th floor, but—
He loved Lu Shiyan for six full years.
From a group performer to a minor celebrity, from the age of eighteen to twenty-four.
He wrote that person's name all over his notebook and watched his movies hundreds of times because he stepped into this circle of eating people but not spitting out bones.
He thought he finally saw him.
Until he saw the photo in the study.
The person in the photo looks exactly like him, and there is a line of words written on the back: "A Zhi, the love of my life."
It turns out he is not loved.
He just looks like everyone else.
No, he doesn't even deserve an image - he's just a stand-in for the shadow.
On the day he left, Lu Shiyan panicked for the first time.
He searched for him all over the city for three days and three nights, knelt in the rain for half an hour, and said "I'm sorry" a hundred times.
Shen Zhi stood behind the window, watching his worn knees and soaking wet body, without even shedding a single tear.
"Lu Shiyan," he said, "you made me kneel down and love you for six years. Now I stand and watch you kneel down and beg me."
"The tide is turning, you should accept your fate."
Later, a man stood behind him.
That person's name is Gu Yanzhi.
He has been waiting for Shen Zhi since college, and has been waiting for six full years.
When Shen Zhi was bullied online, he said, "Follow me."
When Shen Zhi's mother was seriously ill, he said, "I will pay for the surgery."
The night when Shen Zhi cut his wrists in the bathroom, he rushed in and hugged him, his voice trembling:
"You hurt him enough. From now on, his life is mine."
