When I was young, I once liked a person. He was dignified and unsmiling, as cold as an iceberg, but he also cared about the people and had love in his heart.
I watched him selling newspapers in front of the school, I watched him march on the streets, I watched him run a magazine in France and change his ideals, I watched him go to study in Moscow, then he returned to China to fight alongside him, and finally I watched him walk to the execution ground...
We first met in autumn and parted in summer. Ten years of life and death are so vast that we cannot forget them without thinking about them. He and I were always angry, but the last time we said goodbye out of anger turned out to be a farewell between life and death.
Concept: A story about a male and female protagonist searching for the truth together