My name is Xu Zhu, I am Xu Zhao's lover, Xu Linsheng's adopted son, and a failed illustrator. They said that in my works, there is always a trace of love that cannot be found, but Xu Zhao said that this is the best work he has ever seen, and in his eyes, those things that cannot be loved can stay together forever.
He said: "If I could fall in love with Ah Zhu for a moment, it would be worth losing my life." But these words came true not long ago - Xu Zhao died and fell from a building. At the age of twenty-five, the prime of life.
For him, death may be a kind of relief.
Purpose: To bring tender years to the world