"Maybe I'm not good enough, maybe I didn't protect her well, maybe I..." He said this with a smile. It was dusk, and his smile had not aged for years. His eyes were lowered, and his black hair was slightly raised; the light coming from the edges was full of silence; he was low for a while, and then lightly curled the corners of his lips, "That's all, the past is just a matter of spring and autumn. I wish you both a happy wedding, raise your eyebrows together, and live and die together..."
Concept: male lead perspective