A small and fragmented story about a novice trying the waters
[Pre-story version]
Six-thirty, six o'clock, five-fifty-five...
Jiang Wei has been waking up earlier and earlier lately, and finally ends up strangely staying at a fixed time - five twenty-five.
On the day when the seconds stopped at 5:25, Jiang Weichu's chaotic consciousness when he opened his eyes was gradually occupied by the figure in the dream - long hair like a waterfall flowing straight down, the wet and salty sea breeze rolled up the ends of his hair, The red clothes flying in the chaos under the dim sky were like the embers of flames struggling to survive. The figure did not look back until the end. He walked slowly but resolutely, walking into the abyss step by step.
The bubbles rise to the water level, and the sunlight from the distant mountains gradually reveals a slightly warm color.
Then, the sky suddenly became bright and the red sun covered the sky.
The sea finally became peaceful, as if it had always been that way.
…
His eyelids became heavier and the world fell into darkness.
[Main line prompt version]
As a senior (poisonous milk) CP fan, Jiang Wei's reason and sensibility are always fighting at the same moment. When rationality wins, the world is at peace with her; but when sensibility prevails, the CPs she consumes break out their romances one by one, and the two become four. At this point, Jiang Wei made a vow that for the sake of her CP's happiness and the happiness of her CP's fans, she would never get ahead of herself again!
Concept: I heard that love is the greatest work in the world. Yes, it's love, not just love.