"Open the notepad I carry with me, and there are many things written on it, all about you." Kelly Chen opened the gate of memory with a voice that penetrated her soul.
2008.11.25 Sunny
"The self-study ended tonight. When I left the school gate, I saw my uncle. He came to pick me up and walked straight over to hold my hand. His hand was very warm, but mine was very cold. I was scared and wanted to break away, but he refused and held on tighter." The blank page of the yellowed diary was filled with Fang Zhanliang's name. It's been ten years in the blink of an eye, uncle, how are you?
Concept: Everyone has been pulled by the worldly threads of fate, like a puppet. Only by cutting off the fetters can we become a living self.