Over the past few years, thousands of days and nights, intermittent, have been interrupted by dreams. The dreams are full of living people. They are the traces they left in Zhao Jing's life. They are the same people who have repeated the same dream for several years. Their smiles, their voices, and when they leave, they may be dripping with blood, and their eyes may be stretched and calm.
"I just don't understand why fate, which has held me like a treasure for so many years, smashed me to pieces."
"I won't let go, Zhao Ze, I will always hate you."
Purpose: To depict the emotional conflicts between bisexuals