**"Some love is like a thorn rooted in the flesh. It will hurt when you pull it out, and it will fester if you don't pull it out."**
You Jing once thought that her attachment to Wu Yue was a seed destined to rot.
He was the light she secretly loved when she was young, the pain she felt when she was wrongly paid as an adult, and the delusion she still couldn't let go of after divorce.
She spent ten years nurturing this feeling until it grew into a bitter fruit that fell heavily in her heart.
Wuyue's return was like an unexpected hurricane.
When he handed over the script of "Falling in Love with You Again" as a director, the lines in and out of the play became a mirror that reflected his true feelings.
Every "click" on the set, every tap on the door at night, the hot breath when skin touches each other -
This reunion in the name of art is, after all, a second chance given by fate.
Or is it a curse that drags the two of them completely into the infinite abyss?
**"You are the fruit that cannot be plucked from my heart, and I am willing to be the branch that supports you."**
When old wounds intertwine with new desires, when obsessions collide with the truth,
They must answer:
This feeling should be cut out from the roots.
Or let it bloom new flowers in the flesh and blood?
Intention: The thorns are rusting in the palm lines, and silence decays earlier than me