The reunion in the university library made Chen Xu stare at Lin Mo's gray scarf in bewilderment - the color was very much like the purple hazy sky during evening self-study in high school. He suddenly remembered those "hallucinations": the exercise book in the desk hole always had a circle next to his name, the scarf of the same style on the back of the chair was wrapped with thin to transparent threads, and the candy in his pocket was as warm as the palm of his hand.
Only now did he see clearly: Lin Mo was never absent in the purple haze of high school. The other person filled his exercise book with comments, imitated his writing style and wrote down the steps to solve the problem. He hid the scarf he had put back in the innermost layer of his schoolbag and carefully brushed off the dust on it. And those scoffers who were suddenly unlucky and the notes that "happened" to appear during rereading were all written by Lin Mo hidden in the dark.
Chen Xu once thought it was an hallucination, but he didn't see Lin Mo's nails hidden in his sleeves, which had already dug into his palms - it turned out that it was not a coincidence, someone had weaved a net in the purple mist and waited for him for two years.
Intent: When paranoid love is disguised as "protection" and weaves into a purple mist-like net, those trapped in it will eventually understand: true growth begins with identifying the boundary between "control" and "goodwill", breaking free from the shackles of others' eyes and becoming one's own light.