Su Tao's world is so small that it can only fit Cheng Yu.
They met in the game and went from virtual tacit understanding to real dependence. Cheng Yu was once her voice when she had insomnia late at night, and was the only receiving station for all her emotions. But I don't know since when, his news has become hot and cold, and his gentleness has become a luxury product that can be given occasionally.
Su Tao knew she should let go, but she couldn't. She was used to waiting for his "good night", used to rekindling her hope in his occasional enthusiasm, and then falling back to the bottom due to his sudden coldness. She recorded every conversation they had and wrote it into a novel, as if this would make the fleeting warmth stay longer.
Cheng Yu said: "No one loves me as much as you do."
But he never said: "Let's be together."
This is an endless war of attrition - Su Tao burns herself just to illuminate a relationship that has long been out of balance. And she didn't know whether this long wait would eventually turn her into ashes or give her a new life.
Intention: In unequal love, obsession is the most gentle self-consumption