In the chirping of the nineteen-year-old cicada, Shen Weizhi's wine-flavored pheromones are always entangled in Wen Ciyou's grapefruit fragrance.
They are a natural match, a destined match with a 99% matching degree. Every inch of time on campus is so sweet.
Until that car accident on a rainy night.
Wen Ciyou tried his best to pull Shen Weizhi back from the gate of hell, but he was trapped in the ruins.
But when Shen Weizhi woke up and looked at the pale Wen Cheng beside the hospital bed, he mistakenly engraved this life-saving grace into his bones.
Wen Cheng went abroad and became the white moonlight that was out of reach in his heart;
Wen Ciyou stayed and became a dispensable substitute beside him.
On the eve of the family marriage, Wen Cheng returned to China with a high profile.
It was also on this day that Wen Ciyou received a diagnosis of terminal brain cancer.
Shen Weizhi took him back, not because of love, but because of the 99% matching degree, and because Wen Cheng needed a healthy heart.
Wen Cheng's slanders followed one after another, and the recurrence of heart disease became a sharp edge——
"Brother, only you can save me."
Shen Weizhi's balance has never tilted more than half an inch towards Wen Ciyou.
On the night when he took Wen Chengyou to attend the grand auction, in the bedroom of the villa, Wen Ciyou's grapefruit fragrance gradually faded away.
The severe pain of brain cancer tore his nerves, and the suffocation of heart failure wrapped his limbs. He died quietly in the cold and empty space.
When Shen Weizhi returned, he only felt a biting coldness.
The belated investigation finally revealed all the truth:
The savior back then was Wen Ciyou, 99% of the match was with him, and it was he who loved him with all his life.
The flames of revenge burned away Wen Cheng's disguise, but could not bring back the boy who smelled like grapefruit.
From then on, there was no real daylight in Shen Weizhi's world.
Those morning kisses, those gentle entanglements of pheromones, those "lost and found" sweet moments,
It was just a fantasy that deceived himself and others during the long remaining years of his life.
The fragrance of pomelo turns to embers, and the taste of wine enters the throat.
This sweet love between lovers finally exchanged his death for his madness.
Purpose: The tragedy of wronged love and redemption, exploring the destruction of close relationships by trust and prejudice