Fang Ming's picture is still and close-up, his eyes are disappointed and distorted. The crowd complained, right or wrong, you two are stuck at this point." Fang Ming closed his mouth tightly.
The picture shows the back of Chen Chong lying alone on the desk in an empty classroom. The red sunset shines on Chen Chong through the door glass.
Narrator: "But, I started to regret it.
Intention: After all, feelings cannot be an afterthought. They only happen in the moment and wither in the moment. So we need lies, no, I need lies.