In the midsummer of his senior year of high school, Lin Yu was trapped in endless time and space, replaying the same time over and over again.
He is gentle and forbearing, hiding paranoia and pain that no one knows about in his heart. He steps into the cycle over and over again, just to hold on to the lonely, cold, sensitive and explosive young man Xia Xiao. Xia Xiao's whole body is full of edges and corners, and he has a hard mouth but a soft heart. He is trapped in the quagmire of his native family and the malice around him. He lives a lonely and desperate life. In the original time, he finally comes to a sad ending.
Countless times to start over, countless times in vain. Lin Yu tried to protect her with all his strength, tried to approach cautiously, and tried to distance himself cruelly to protect himself, but the trajectory of his fate could never be reversed. All the redemptions were in vain. Every reincarnation left only the heart-wrenching pain of losing. Endless recollections have worn away his enthusiasm, leaving only fatigue and obsession that penetrate deep into his bones. He guards the memories of countless reincarnations, struggles repeatedly in despair, and gradually understands that paranoid retention is never salvation, and deliberate salvation cannot reach the bottom of his heart after all.
He was once confused and collapsed, and gradually understood: There is no shortcut to a do-over in life, and all regrets cannot be made up by turning back time. Blindly dwelling on the past and forcing perfection will only trap yourself and let down the people around you. True redemption is never about changing the established past, but about cherishing the present, facing shortcomings, and embracing every unrepeatable present with heart.
When the endless reincarnation finally turned into a long dream, Lin Yu suddenly woke up. The sunshine outside the window was warm and Xia Xiao, who was sleeping peacefully, lay beside him.
It turns out that all the reincarnations are just nightmares transformed by obsession. Fortunately, the years are safe, and the old friends are still there. All regrets can be made up for, and all tenderness has its place. Being with him every year in this life is the best perfection in the world.
Purpose: Pain is also growth, and imperfections create completeness. It is difficult to achieve perfection in everything in life. After experiencing loss and struggle, you learn to let go and cherish, and lose your paranoia, only then can you truly understand life and feelings.