"The person she is waiting for will never come, and the person who loves her has already died in that autumn."
Liu Jinan always felt that Ningjiang Liu would come back.
Three years ago, Ningjiang Liu left a farewell letter and disappeared completely.
Only Jiang Chenyue knew that the lover his friend had missed for three years had long been buried in the cemetery in the south of the city.
An unopened diary, a box of painkillers, a carefully woven lie——
Jiang Chenyue kept Ningjiang Liu's last wish and watched Liu Jinan sitting in front of the window day after day, waiting for a reply that would never come.
Until one night, Liu Jinan tremblingly opened the yellowed paper:
"Jin'an, I have never regretted loving you. You are a rare treasure given to me by the gods."
"Ning Jiangliu, is this what you want..."
"Jin'an, my love, please forgive me for leaving..."
——When the wind blows, the ginkgo trees rustle and fall. Some people are trapped in time and do not die, while others are drowned in obsession and do not sleep.
(Pseudo love triangle/life and death situation/redemption towards BE, truth and love are buried together in late autumn.)
Concept: (Pseudo love triangle/life and death situation/redemption towards BE, truth and love are buried together in late autumn.)
