Mo Li wrote a novel about the images that always appeared in his mind, but recently there were no more images, so he ended it casually, only to be dragged by the system to fill in the gaps.
Mo Ting waited for several lifetimes, and died at the hands of one person in each lifetime. Every time he woke up, his heart ached and he couldn't breathe. Will the person he was waiting for come back?
In this life, he is sure that that person is back, and he will not let go
Intention: emotion