I kept hearing horrible gurgling noises in my room, so I investigated my room and recalled how I got there. As the memories continued to deepen, I found that there seemed to be problems with my memory, and there were also many unreasonable places in the room itself. In order to explore the truth of the sound, I tried hard to remind myself of the past. The truth was hidden behind layers of protected memories. The strange room, the terrifying sound and my lost memory finally all had an answer.
Purpose: When the pain of memory is unbearable, people will always forget it in self-protection. When forgetting the pain, they also forget the most important people. Is everything worth it? Or do you live in endless regret?