When tomorrow cannot come, people are trapped in the eternal yesterday.
When I rescued Chen Zhou in a Southeast Asian slum, he was covered in blood.
Jiang Jiye, who was protecting me, sneered: "This kind of trash can't survive the rainy season."
Later, Jiang Jiye was forced to rape me, and I used this to blackmail him into getting a ticket to return home.
The night I sent Chen Zhou away, a bullet penetrated my chest.
I smiled and said to him: "Go to tomorrow."
Ten years later, Chen Zhou gave a speech at the wedding: "Thank you to my husband Lin Wan."
The guests looked at the empty groom's seat and whispered.
He clinked his glasses gently into the air, then suddenly turned over and jumped off the rooftop.
Among the relics were a yellowed ferry ticket and a medical record of delusional disorder diagnosed for ten years.
Purpose: To encourage people to always have hope and never give up