A moist jasmine rain fell on the hot and broken summer of seventeen years old
Shi Mozhen was trapped in layers of misunderstandings, filled with grievances, waiting for a confession, but fate did not leave them a chance to sit down and have a good talk. The illness suddenly took away her young life, no quarrels, no belated reconciliation. The concerns hidden under the cold war, the explanations stuck in the throat, and the apologies that were never spoken, all left with her and rotted forever in that rainy season.
The wind will come every year in the future. Yu Sheng and everyone know that there will no longer be a Shi Mosui in the world. Listen to her say I'm sorry. This regret has no time limit and will never be solved for life...
Intention: Some debts cannot be redeemed for the rest of my life
