A gunshot broke the silence of Victoria Harbor at night, and the hidden thoughts were inevitable.
Is it a bloody ending, or is it a gift to your lover with blood.
Ten years ago in the Jasmine Garden, a young man picked a hand full of flowers and handed them to him. The back of his hand was covered with wounds scratched by the flower branches. Ten years later at Qingdao University, the same man held his arm tightly at the opening ceremony and said, "You didn't recognize me before?"
Shen Yu recognized him. From the age of nine, he remembers someone handing him a handful of jasmine and remembering that person waiting for him all night. But he couldn't say. Because behind that bouquet, there were two lives between them.
Song Chengming waited for ten years. He wasn't going to wait any longer. Even if Shen Yu looked at him with colder and colder eyes, even if Shen Yu said "let go" to him, he would still want to bring that person back to him.
But he didn't know that Shen Yu's hatred came earlier and was heavier than his love.
And that shot still went off.
Intention: Where does love and hatred go?