A person and a tree, waiting for someone to say goodbye to them.
"Bai Qi, maybe she loves me. Because of love, does she want me to be like her? I don't understand. Human love is always blind and misses the point."
"Of course you don't understand... Bring my sister... Bring her back... Bring her back!"
"But what if Meng Huan never wants to come back?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why doesn't my sister want to come back? Why doesn't she want to live well? She has me, grandpa, brother Xiao Han... So many people she loves who love her, but she is sick, possessed by evil, and you..."
"Then, your love, what has become of this world that you dragged Menghuan back to?"
"..."
"She always had a choice. She wanted you, all of you, to say goodbye to her."
Intent: Face life squarely and understand death