Tattoo

He Lezhi had been in a relationship for eight years—eight years of tender happiness, where time drifted slow and long. Yet when it was shattered by the passionate, earnest confession of his devoted boyfriend, those eight years suddenly felt like a fleeting dream. Ending a long-term relationship is like severing oneself from a union—changing homes, switching accounts, and cutting ties with mutual friends. Han Fangchi and Zhou Muyao were childhood friends, "brothers" bound by years of shared history. Among the connections He Lezhi had to sever, Han Fangchi was originally included. But Han Fangchi was different from the rest. For a time after the breakup, he remained the only friend He Lezhi still kept in touch with. Though they naturally grew distant, there lingered an unspoken understanding—a quiet familiarity that hadn’t faded. From Zhou Muyao’s perspective, they were barely acquainted. From He Lezhi’s side, it didn’t quite feel that way.

"I am the wanderer who always travels towards the distance / You are my girl among the vast sea of people."Chen Chao lived in his hometown for three years during middle school. He never grew to love that land marked with the scent of earth and grass. On the first day back there, a truck carrying all their family's belongings passed by a cotton field. In the cotton field stood a little 'girl', 'her' medium-length hair blown messy by the wind, 'her' hands stained with mud. At that time, he wore an ill-fitting long dress, white and clean.A straightforward handsome boy and an honest beautiful boy.

He always appears unexpectedly in front of me, as if he came from a dream.

Tao Huainan is a blind person, and Chi Cheng is a fierce dog he picked up. Ten years of growth. With Chi Cheng there for ten years, Tao Huainan went from a little blind boy to a blind adult. In their youthful innocence, they once held hands and said, "I will always stay with you and won't let you be as sad as I am now." However, this eventually became youthful banter. Many years later, one night, at three in the morning, Tao Huainan was still suffering from insomnia. His phone was on the messaging interface, and he was using voice input to say many things, then deleting them one by one, playing like this for half the night. It was a usual game during insomnia, but on this night, he slipped. A swipe on the phone, a finger meant to tap delete instead hit send. The sound of the successful send notification immediately rang out, leaving a single message in the empty message box that Tao Huainan had just sent: "Little dog." Title tentative. This story has a certain degree of control, and is not suitable for those who overly focus on either the attacker or the receiver. Young people must learn to grow up slowly, and mistakes will inevitably be made in the process of growing up.

Tao Xiaodong has a blind younger brother, and Tang Suoyan is the doctor his brother adores the most—gentle and steady. Xiaodong's love for his brother extends to Tang Suoyan by association. Anything too easily obtained is taken for granted. Having been spoiled by Tang Suoyan for so many years, Tang Ning never realized just how coveted and rare a treasure he was—casually discarding him, only to later regret it and try to reclaim him. But by then, it was too late—Tao Xiaodong had already made his move. Xiaodong looked at Tang Ning and said with a smile, *"No matter who Dr. Tang belonged to in the past, now he’s mine. Whatever I hold in my grasp, unless I let go, you’ll never take it away—not in this lifetime."* An old house on fire—crackling and blazing.