When Xu Yi found Zhou Qingsong, he was shivering in the corner of a cheap rental house.
"Run?" Xu Yi crushed his fingers with his leather shoes, "It's been five years. Do you think you can escape from my grasp?"
Zhou Qingsong collapsed the moment he met Xu Yi again in the hospital - the man who once treated him as a plaything was smiling as he watched him suture the patient's wounds.
His innocent confession five years ago was met with Xu Yi's humiliation in the bed: "Man? How disgusting."
Later, Xu Yi hugged her new boyfriend and laughed at him: "You have to have some fun before getting married."
Zhou Qingsong fled, with bruises all over his body and broken dignity.
As the chains locked his ankles again now, he felt the blade under the pillow.
On the day when the fire engulfed the attic, Xu Yi rushed into the fire like a madman, picked up his charred body and screamed.
When he opened his eyes again, it was a university classroom. Xu Yi hugged him with red eyes: "Please look at me."
Zhou Qingsong frowned and pushed away: "Classmate, I don't like men." Xu Yi clutched the remains of the burned photo on the hospital bed and finally understood——
Some people, if they lose it, they can never find it again.
Intention: People will always be there, water will flow forever, and this feeling will never end.