If I die, I will look at you tenderly in heaven, if one day you are in someone else's arms. It's raining in the sky. That's me crying and looking at you tenderly. If you don't believe it, if you put a drop of rainwater into your mouth, it will be astringent and salty. I will still be gentle to you after death. When faced with the loss of love online, I cried for three days, as if I had shed all my tears in this life. Recalling the frivolity in school, I don't know whether the upcoming gastric cancer surgery will be life or death. What if the surgery is successful? Should he go back to the high school he never finished and continue his life as a star, or should he win that nihilistic online relationship?