Lu Wenxi suffered from depression, and Ji Huaizhou was the only person who didn't know about it.
He only knew that the boy he had grown up with since childhood suddenly went abroad without any news; when he returned to China, he was imprisoned in a mental hospital and was so thin that even the wind could blow him away.
Ji Huaizhou held his hand through the iron fence: "Wen Xi, I'm here to take you home."
——That was the nicest sentence Lu Wenxi had ever heard in his life.
Later, Ji Huaizhou got into a car accident, forgot everything, and married someone else under the arrangement of his family.
Lu Wenxi jumped from the rooftop.
The year after his death, Ji Huaizhou regained his memory and swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills late at night.
Intention: Some regrets cannot be repeated, but those you loved are never forgotten.