"I will die in this sea from now on." When we were young, we were sitting on the beach carefree, and the setting sun cast a layer of brilliance on the beautiful outline of June. I also secretly swore in my heart: I will go with you. I am a ruthless person. The appearance of June and Cheng Hang was an accident, but more of a fate. The haze in my heart gradually dissipated during those green years. Maybe I gained a lot, but God may not like it. The pain, betrayal, and scars started to play out like frames in a movie, and in the end it became my one-man show.