This is the 140th day after Gu Li's departure. The notebook he left behind is discovered, which involves all the regrets and grievances from the past. There is no absolute right or wrong for everyone, they are just adding fuel to the flames.
"Huai Han, it hurts so much. My heart is throbbing and it hurts so much. I don't want to cry. I can't control it. Huai Han, help me." Gu Li tried his best to shrink into a ball. The snow outside the window knocked on the window from time to time, and the whole room was darker and biting than the world outside. Gu Li hugged himself tightly with both hands on the bed, his head buried between his knees. His figure was so thin, like a lonely hedgehog.
In a daze, he seemed to hear Huai Yan pronouncing his name, and the voice got closer and closer. He raised his head to look for him, but there was nothing. He was the only one left here. "Huai Yan, where are you? I can't see you." He was as helpless as a child, mumbling to himself, his empty eyes full of fear.
"Close your eyes, I'm here." Huai Yan's voice was so firm and powerful, successfully soothing him. Gu Li closed his eyes. He felt that Huai Yan was right in front of him, his breath spraying on his neck. But he didn't hug him as usual, which made Gu Li restless. Suddenly Gu Li felt his eyes being kissed by Huai Yan, the force was as gentle as a feather sweeping.
Gu Li opened his eyes suddenly, and there was obviously nothing there, no anger, and no so-called kiss.
Yes, his lover was dead long ago, long dead.
The regretful past of the boy is revealed again. Everyone is a murderer, but maybe not.
Concept: Tragedy of youth and youth