"Father, I'm going to Blue Star." Jiang Yu couldn't remember how many times he said this. For as long as he can remember, the same dream has been repeated every night: a silver-haired young man who is as cold as an immortal is sitting on his knees in a pool of blood, holding his body in his arms and murmuring: "Ah Yu, don't be afraid, I'm here. I will wait for you..." But every time Jiang Yu wanted to see the young man's face clearly, he would suddenly wake up with two lines of tears hanging on his face.
Concept: The weakness of human nature