On the ECG monitor, the green line symbolizing life finally stretched into a cold, straight line of rest.
In the ward filled with disinfectant water, in the last moment before his consciousness sank into darkness, the old man seemed to be swept back to the starting point by the torrent of time. What we see in front of us is no longer a pale wall, but the mottled light and shadow cast by the sun shining through the golden ginkgo leaves sixty years ago. The young man with a bright smile and clear eyes walked towards him vividly again.
It was the love that he kept deep in his heart all his life, a secret that even the name could only be carefully chewed between his lips and teeth. In an era when same-sex love was regarded as a scourge, they were like two plants growing stubbornly in the shadows, secretly absorbing the warmth brought by each other. Every casual touch of fingertips, every tacit exchange of eyes, is a fiery imprint engraved on the soul, the only salvation and light in that cold era.
However, secular prejudices are always there, and the huge pressure makes it impossible for them to even walk side by side. This love is destined to be unable to be expressed in words, let alone stay together openly. Fate seems to think this is not cruel enough. A sudden accident completely tore apart their short-lived and secret happiness - his lover, a young man with a sincere and passionate heart, jumped into the fast and cold river to save the drowning person and never came back.
He couldn't even claim the cold body as a "lover", and couldn't shed heart-wrenching tears for him in front of others. All the grief, despair and deep-seated thoughts were forced to be buried deep and rotting alone in an unknown corner. From then on, the most vivid part of his life was cut out, leaving only long, hopeless waiting and memories. With this wound that could not be healed, he walked through a century of wind, frost, rain, and snow alone. In the endless loneliness, he guarded the long-lost love and slowly endured the years.
When the curve of the electrocardiogram is completely flat, when all the dust-laden memories surge forward in the revolving door... Can he finally catch up with the young figure who disappeared into the river? This reunion was sixty years late. He wanted to hold each other's hands openly and openly in another world that was not judged by the world. The tragedy of an era, an unforgettable forbidden love, finally condensed into a silent heartbeat in front of the hospital bed. He spent his whole life borrowing sixty years from the world, just to embrace the eternally youthful lover again at the end.
Intent: Satirize real society
