Yu Song
In his last life, Lu Jingye had a smooth life for most of his life, but he overturned his feelings alone. When Lu Jingye received the death notice, his first reaction was at a loss and disbelief.
At that funeral, he held the wrist that had no temperature and could not feel the pulse. There were only mottled patches under his hands. The string in his head suddenly burst. At this moment, he lost the courage to speak.
——"I want to save him."
——"You can't even save yourself."
The red liquid splashed on his face and the warmth was fleeting. The man covered in scarlet laughed uncontrollably in the stinking basement, hoarse and unpleasant.
——"But... What I said from beginning to end was that I wanted to save him, no one else."
His breath stopped in the dampness of dawn.
When everything returned to the starting point, his soul began to scream, that was the love he had nowhere to express.
However, a secret also surfaced. It turns out that relatives never told the truth, lovers never were innocent, and the world never became real.
——"I remember I gave you a nesting doll when you were a child. This world has a similar principle."
——"Sorry, I set you up."
——"Look, the world has collapsed, and you are mine."
Intention: Observe my past and admire the spring with me