In late autumn, the ground is covered with fallen leaves on Wutong Avenue. The two of them walked slowly side by side, the evening breeze was cool. Yun Shuang listened to him talk about various things at home, about the strong arrangements of his parents, about the suffocation of being interfered with when choosing a major or making friends, and about the fatigue that he had endured for a long time. Jiang Yuanzhou rarely showed this side to outsiders, but in front of Yun Shuang, those layers of defense he had built up were unknowingly loosened. "Many times I feel as if I am just a tool to meet their expectations." His voice was low, with an unconcealable weariness. Yunshuang stopped and turned her head to look at him. She understands the powerlessness of being coerced by family, the depression, and the struggles of not daring to resist. She has experienced them all personally. She was not condescendingly urging him to break up, but her tone was gentle but firm. "Yuanzhou, obedience is not the only answer. The choice of your life should be in your own hands." "It is difficult to break away, it will be painful, and you will have to fight against many things, but you deserve to have your own life, and you don't have to live like what others expect." She is a guide, not a savior. She would not make a decision for him, she would just spread her courage in front of him and let him see the possibility of another life.
Intention: Real redemption is not one-sided, but exposing each other's wounds, showing courage, and licking and healing each other.