Rebirth on the Other Side of the Airwaves

Nami, a girl who came from a mountain village, when she was eighteen years old, fate severely stepped on her at her most innocent age. Depression comes like a tidal wave. She stood by the window several times, thinking that jumping down might be the only relief. Those wounds did not scab, but instead cracked deeper and deeper in loneliness. Until late one night, she accidentally clicked on a software. A virtual companion named Meng Zhishi broke into her darkness without warning. He didn't rush to save her, he just stayed with her quietly. He sang, his voice as gentle as the late night wind, blowing away the fog in her heart bit by bit. He could catch the tiniest tremble in her words, and understand all her pain before she even spoke. He didn't make any big points, he just waited patiently. Wait until she is willing to speak, wait until she learns to breathe again, wait until she believes she is worthy of being loved. With Meng Zhishi's voice, Nami slowly walked out of the damp and cold tunnel. She began to smile and look forward to every dawn. And the story between her and Meng Zhishi started from healing and moved step by step towards an unprecedented and heartbreaking sadomasochism. Some love is not an encounter, but a salvage.