When Su Yao was seventeen years old, it was always cold winter. There was no warmth at home, only coldness and perfunctoryness. After suffering from bipolar disorder, her life was filled with suffering and collapse. The friends she once made slowly drifted away. He watched her trapped in the quagmire and chose to turn a blind eye. Everyone was busy enjoying themselves, no one cared about her collapse. Only Shen Xu, clumsily holding Gentleness, tried desperately to catch her as she fell, but she was covered with scars, leaving only the despair of being trapped in the world. The day the heavy snow fell from the sky, the seventeen-year-old Su Yao stopped struggling forever. No one felt sorry for her, no one redeemed her, and from beginning to end, no one helped me.
Intention: Trapped in two-way emotions and trapped in the world, sinking alone with no one to cross over.