Lily sadomasochism × pathological secret love × gentle cage. When the perfect ending is a carefully planned fiction, who is the real prisoner of the story?
I am Zhou Qian, the recorder of a story
All plots have been repeatedly confirmed,
Like wiping a dusty piece of glass:
I have explored the bloodshot eyes of the protagonist,
I have listened to the silence in my friends' sighs,
I even re-examined that winter,
The step I should have taken but took back.
Now, I write all this in the third person,
This is my confession and the ending I have chosen for myself,
Wait until they meet again in the story,
Perhaps, someone will remember——
There once was a namer named Zhou Su.
Concept: Love can be a cage or a key. We are both prisoners of other people's emotions and gardeners of our own salvation. When the world tries to fit us into a fixed mold, our true self can only grow wildly in the gaps of the rules.