In Tu Mo's world, there is always a Yan Wei hidden.
She is the gentle gaze that falls on her shoulder when she is sitting at her desk late at night, the arm that steadily protects her when holding an umbrella on a rainy day, and the only being who whispers "I am here" when no one cares about her.
No one has seen Yan Wei.
She only lives in Tu Mo's imagination, a lover who was born out of thin air in her lonely years, a redemption that cannot be touched or held tightly, but is engraved in her bones and blood.
Love truly, pain soberly.
She is her whole world and the dream she can never have.
Intention: The self-salvation of a disabled soul