Wen Siliang always felt that the past few years had passed very slowly, as if he had been living in the year when he was twenty-four. He occasionally had a splitting headache at night, and even the best doctor in the city was helpless.
Wen Siliang said: "I don't want to see Shi Henian. This is something more difficult to deal with than a headache."
Shi Henian: "... That's not possible~ Mr. Wen, we have a cooperative relationship."
Wen Siliang: "Go to hell."
What Wen Siliang didn't know was that what he thought was the first encounter was actually a one-sided reunion many times.
"Wen Sisi, can you wake up? I don't want you to be like this."
"Wen Sisi!"
Dreams are short and long, but they are all dreams. What year will you die every year?
Ten years of life and death are blurred, without thinking, I will never forget them
Purpose: redemption