"Let me ask you... Do you still remember what I said?"
"... Which sentence? You have said so much."
"Forget it..." After a moment of silence, he put out the cigarette in his hand and "pretend I didn't say that."
"... If I can get out alive this time... I promise you."
How could I forget the first time I saw him in the orphanage? The little boy smiled with pride: "New here? Follow me. From now on, you will be called Shififu. My name is Chuyi."
The little boy doesn't understand why adults always talk about the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month together. He just feels that the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month will never be separated.
"Well... Fifteen... Can't die before me... The one left behind..."
The person left behind is very lonely...
"Hmm... No, if you die, you will die first."
How can I bear to leave you to die and make you suffer?