Another unfathomable lake.
Lin Qi rubbed Song Xuan's wet head with a towel. The man's thin body was trembling slightly with fear, exuding waves of cold air. His eyes were like a fish swimming in death, dead and weird. A thin trickle of sweat broke out on his forehead and palms. Breathing heavily one breath at a time.
I thought I was the savior, but it was you who saved me.
Intention: To cross others is to cross oneself. The doctor himself was a patient with mental illness and was later exploited. Finally he was rescued by the patient. It's a story about the two parties going into the most hidden and darkest places in each other's hearts, rescuing each other psychologically, and finally coming together.