The asylum completely collapsed.
Everyone disappeared in the explosion.
The live broadcast room was still open, and the screen was fixed on the empty lens of the lunatic asylum's door.
The barrage went from frantically flooding the screen to slowly becoming quiet.
In the end, there was only one barrage left:
"Are they real?"
No one answered.
A month later, the official account posted a message:
"The Second Home live broadcast project has been terminated. Thank you for your company."
The accompanying picture is an old photo.
The photo showed two boys, one seven or eight years old and one five or six years old, standing behind a man.
The man squatted, holding the two children in his arms, smiling brightly.
On the back of the photo, someone wrote a line of words with a pen, which was photographed:
"Chen Lisheng, Chen Momu, Chen Ximu, photographed in 2016."
Someone left a message in the comment area:
"Wait...2016?"
"Then shouldn't Chen Lisheng... Be in 2016?"
The post was deleted instantly.
Account cancellation.
Three days later, the seventh tombstone in the third row of Chengxi Cemetery was found smashed.
When the pieces are put together, the inscription reads:
"The tomb of Chen Lixing (Chen Lisheng)."
Two names stacked together.
The two new monuments next to them have not yet had time to be engraved.
There are three white flowers placed in front of the monument.
There is a note underneath the flower:
"Dad, we are here."
The handwriting looked very much like Chen Ximu's crooked handwriting.
Intention: Love is a madhouse. We enter the hospital voluntarily and never apply for discharge.