He found Lin Huaijin lying on the bed, his face calm, as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep.
"Brother, I seem to have taken too much medicine today."
"Well, remember that next time."
In the studio, Lin Huaiyu hung in front of his unfinished painting. In the painting, the two are side by side, with the sea in their childhood memories in the background.
"Huaiyu, would it be easier for you without me?"
"A world without you is not freedom, but a bigger cage."
On the agent's cell phone, there were the last few unread messages:
[Brother, can you come back early today?
I painted a new picture of you.
…I'm a little scared.
The police found the last sentence in Lin Huaijin's mobile phone memo: "I killed myself, thinking I could give you freedom."
On the back of Lin Huaiyu's painting, there is a reply written in paint: "I'm coming to find you."
One of them died of decisive devotion, and the other died of silent following.
When the whole world was analyzing the cause of this tragedy, only the walls of that apartment remembered how hard they tried to pull each other back from their respective hells.
Concept: Interdependent loneliness