This is a story about "farewell" and "rebirth".
I want to write about Ye Feng's five-year marriage: about his tenderness when he washed his hands and made soup for his lover, about his despair when he was refused the time-consuming operation, and about his sadness when he saw his lover being gentle to others. I also want to write about his awakening: about his determination when he refused an invitation, his determination when he went overseas, and his relief when he encountered new warmth.
There are always too many involuntary compromises in life, and too many regrets about not being able to love, but I always believe that no matter how much brokenness we have experienced, we all have the courage to start over. Just like Ye Feng, even if his hands are scarred and his heart is scarred, he can still pick up the IELTS materials and rush to a new life.
I hope this story can accompany you for a while, and I hope you can find strength in the story: no matter how difficult it is at the moment, don't give up on yourself, there is always a ray of light waiting for you ahead. If you are willing, you might as well stay and witness Ye Feng's new life with me, and look forward to our own light together.
Concept: Ye Feng's marriage failed because of the appearance of a third party.