Lin Wei kept repeating the same dream: the tiles in the hospital corridor turned into waves, the ward numbers were blurred, and Shen Jia came from Ward 317 wearing an off-white sweater and said with a smile, "You are finally here." But the reality is that Shen Jia has already passed away from glioblastoma, leaving behind an unpaid debt and a box full of nursing records. She was afraid of this nightmare, but she couldn't bear to wake up. Only in the dream, Shen Jia could still move her right hand and help her adjust her collar with a smile.
Concept: The limits of love and the cage of self-deception