Conspiracies and plots are all carefully designed by certain people.
I am Yan Hui. In this life of mine, I disappeared for three years. Those three years always made me feel disgusted. During those three years, no one around me knew where I had been. Just one glance at an alley, and three years of time unfolded in front of my eyes bit by bit like a movie playing on the screen. What I resist, what I rejoice, what I love, what I hate. It turns out that not all memories are beautiful, and not all love needs to be indulged in a lifetime.
Intention: That's not love