Sometimes, when we stand at the end of the story and look at the past, we just feel that fate is too stingy.
On a cold night in Iceland, he lent her a glass of hot water: "I'm sorry, can you give me some hot water?"
She handed over the thermos bottle and said with a smile, "That's enough."
Later, he watched the buzzing of the artificial heart on her chest and listened to her typing "Don't Play Our Story" on the hospital bed.
In the book, she recovers and gets married, coaxing him: "Look, we grow old together."
The day she left, the whole world begged him to act as their love.
He decisively refused, kissed the page and whispered: "Really, real life, I will reach the end on your behalf."
——Five years later, at his old house in Zunyi, he taught his daughter Jiayuan to touch the title page of the book: "This is a fairy tale written by my aunt, and we are all the protagonists."
Purpose: Fighting flashiness with truth, carrying love and memory after loss, and living every day seriously is the gentlest and most powerful response to the unpredictable fate.