I don't know what the next step will be. I'm afraid that my next step will be empty. If I'm empty, I will fall. I'm afraid that if I fall, you won't be there.
I don't know what kind of person I will meet. I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, the person in front of me will not be you.
I like you, I like you as much as my life, I want you to be well, I want you to be well for the rest of my life.
At the age of fifteen, the boy jumped off a high bridge. At that moment, all the sounds in his world stopped abruptly. The wind flowed by his ears, and then the river caught him and held him in his arms. He thought it was his last hug. A voice suddenly called him, and the world became noisy again. There was some noise mixed with the water in his ears. The boy was tired. He wanted to close his eyes, but was suddenly wrapped in tenderness.
At the age of seventeen, it was not only their reunion after a long separation, but also their beginning. How will their story end?
Intention: The scars of growing up, the loneliness of moving forward, choice