The One Who Crosses Me

He was once trapped by the perfect phantom of a blue morpho butterfly - his first love Su Xiao, leaving behind a fragile "eternal" fairy tale. He once cuddled and stabbed each other with the cactus-like Chen Mo in the desert of reality. Their love was like a trapped beast fighting, but was eventually washed away by reality. He once looked up to the diamond star Ye Zhen, and her light shattered his illusions about love and class. Then, he met Zhou Xiaoyu, a convenience store clerk, who fell like gentle raindrops on his cracked heart. She does not have a dazzling aura, but she has the warmest smile, tenacity and enthusiasm for life. Like moss glowing with life, like fireflies illuminating the darkness, she brought his wandering soul to the shore with her ordinary warmth. They fall in love, start a family, usher in a new life, and enter the practical world of fireworks. However, fate was cruel and took her away at her happiest moment. Only a daughter who looked exactly like her was left, and a man who was swallowed by a huge hole. The air in his hometown was filled with pain, and he could only wander again with his young daughter, like a wounded goose protecting its young. He thought he would only miss him for the rest of his life. Until that dream - in the reverse flow of time, I was caught off guard and saw her at the age of sixteen, wearing a school uniform and with clear eyes. That "wife" that travels through life and death, that desperate embrace, is the deepest cry of the soul, and the most thrilling shore that longing reaches. This story is about the disillusionment and pain of growing up, and about the marks left by four women on the canvas of his life. It's more about how the only light that carried him to the harbor—Zhou Xiaoyu—became the eternal background of his life and the beacon of return through his children, dreams, and unswerving thoughts until death. The one who crosses me is also where my soul is bound.