Please Don't Look Back for the Rest of Your Life

This story is just a tribute to my dead love and unfinished dreams. On June 26, 2022, the summer was wrapped in the smell of beer and the chirping of cicadas. Jiang Lin had just thrown his bachelor's hat into the sky when he turned around and ran into Shen Zhiwei's autumn-like eyes - that was the girl he had loved for three years, the one who had agreed with him to rent a small house with a balcony, draw sketches in the morning light, and accompany him to revise the blueprint. But the joy of this graduation season suddenly shattered under the streetlight outside the barbecue stall. "Jiang Lin, let's break up!" Jiang Lin was so panicked that she dug out all the watercolors she had saved up for three months as an intern and the note filled with promises on New Year's Eve, but she only found a "handwritten note" and "the watercolors were sold long ago." The skirt of the off-white dress disappeared into the alley, and the silver necklace was like a soldering iron on the palm of her hand. He smashed the beer bottle, knelt on the ground and cried loudly among the broken pieces. His three-year relationship was as messy as a broken wine bottle - the person who once said, "I will paint with you for the rest of my life", finally left his whole world in the wind of graduation night. How many unexplained difficulties are hidden in this collapse about youth, promises and separation? Can Jiang Lin regain her own tomorrow from the broken light?