In Memory of an Qingning

Su Nian'an's world has been covered in eternal night since the day his parents passed away. The mountains and rivers have lost their color, leaving only endless darkness and crumbling desolation. Until Xia Qingning appeared, like the rapeseed flowers blooming in the wild in spring, carrying the fireworks and vigorous vitality of the small town, they gently crashed into his dead world, filtering a ray of gentle light into his gloomy years. He once thought that this girl with slight dimples in her smile was the salvation given to him by God, but he did not know that she had already been crushed by fate in an unknown corner. Her five personalities concealed her loneliness and unhealed trauma, and each face was her unspeakable struggle. He tried his best to use gentleness as armor, wanting to accompany her out of the haze, thinking that companionship could dissolve all the pain, but he did not expect that this redemption in the name of love would eventually cost her his life in exchange for a moment of clarity for her. Thinking of peace and tranquility, thinking without returning, peace without tranquility.