Song Zhushi knelt in front of the wordless monument full of white roses, thinking about the last goodbye. He didn't understand why Wen Bai was like this.
In the days that followed, Song Nianshi seemed to be crazy. To be more precise, he couldn't get out of it, nor could he get out of what he had done to Wen Bai before.
"Thousands of white roses promise you"
"I just ask you to love me again"
Concept: white rose