Yu Xingzhou was a good listener and got along with everyone, but never let anyone into her heart. Qiao Du transferred to her school, bright and bold, pretending not to care about anything.
They became deskmates after the class reshuffle in their second year of high school. For two years, Yu Xingzhou saved her a seat in the back row, and a small scar remained on the back of her hand. They pointed out clouds on the rooftop and squeezed together on a narrow bed late at night, whispering that they liked each other. Yu Xingzhou thought she had finally let someone into her heart.
In her first year of college, Qiao Du posted on social media: “There's no need to keep in touch with anyone from high school.” After that, she vanished without a trace.
While sorting through old belongings, Yu Xingzhou found Qiao Du's journal. Its pages were filled with hatred: hatred for school, hatred for herself, and hatred for the “Lady Baochai-like figure” who was always considerate and perfect, so perfect she made it hard to breathe.
It turned out the person she loved had never truly been standing on the shore at all.
Xingzhou has never had a ferry to rely on.
Theme: Lovers try to ferry each other across, but neither of them ever reaches the other's shore
