Who Said You Can't Walk on a Rotten Bridge as Long as It Doesn't Collapse?

The decadent best-selling author Chen Qiao, whose pen name is "A Rotten Bridge", makes a living by consuming his own scars to write romance novels. The new book was stuck for half a year. The editor asked him to fall in love and find feelings. He replied: "Fuck, I'm writing a fucking love novel. Let's talk about your fucking love." Then he was assigned to London to be a writer-in-residence. In London, he met Mochou, an art teacher whose name was changed by his biological mother and deprived of the right to grieve. When she was eighteen years old, her mother Maureen caught her father cheating on her, divorced, remarried, and immigrated with an almost paranoid efficiency. She uprooted her and brought her to London, changing her name to "Mochou." "Don't worry, don't worry" is her mother's mantra, which translates to: Don't cry, don't make trouble, don't embarrass me. A bastard who lives his life like a rotten bridge, a woman who has been imprisoned for eight years by the word "mochou". From biting each other to falling in love with each other bloody, in the end I found out - you are a fucking bad bridge, and so am I. But if we collapse together, it doesn't count as collapse.