While Jiang Xu was rummaging through the villa looking for a watch, he accidentally dug out a letter - and when he opened it, he found out that he was actually having a baby kiss with his rival Shen Jiyou, and the wedding was scheduled for the day after tomorrow.
In his memory, Shen Jiyou was the "disaster" who swept rubber crumbs into his hair and left dirty fingerprints on his white T-shirt. But when Shen Jiyou leaned against the door frame, casually handed over the ice cream, and accurately reported his fixed menu of "omelet with chicken drumsticks" in the cafeteria of his alma mater, Jiang Xu's heart still trembled inexplicably.
They walked around the university campus hand in hand, saving each other from trouble in the student union. When they were fighting, Jiang Xu used a soft "Shen Jiyou" to distract the other party and admit defeat. Even the browsing history of "How to make my enemy fall in love with me" on Shen Jiyou's phone became irresistible evidence of her heartbeat. Within a few days, the once quarrelsome enemies became sweet and sweet together.
But fate has a cruel joke. In an accident, Jiang Xu was bound to a strange system. The cold mechanical sound controlled his body, trapping Shen Jiyou again and again, causing his goodwill to continue to decline.
It wasn't until the system was suddenly untied that Jiang Xu broke free from control, but his body had already collapsed from the torment of the system - he knew he didn't have much time left. When he was dying, he used his last strength to ask his parents to call Shen Jiyou. When Shen Jiyou sat quietly by the bed, he said to Shen Jiyou in a breathy voice: "I like you."
Shen Jiyou squatted beside the bed, pinched his fingertips into his palms, and said in a voice as calm as ice: "I know."
Jiang Xu hummed softly, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes into the pillow towel as he closed his eyes, and the lines on the ECG monitor suddenly stretched into a straight line. Shen Jiyou looked at the arc that had no more ups and downs, turned to Father Jiang and Mother Jiang who were sobbing beside him, and said softly: "My condolences."
Intent: When love is twisted into injury by external forces, even if the sincerity cannot withstand the cracks in the end, the confession that has not completely dissipated at the end of the desperate situation also hides the most regrettable but also truest appearance of love - love may not be able to conquer everything, but the sincerity that once existed will always have weight.