At the intersection of darkness and light, Xie Shuai stands on the edge of a new crisis. His heart is no longer simply the firmness of youth. The past fear, pain, and hope are intertwined, forming the backdrop of his character.
A sudden dream plunged him into even deeper confusion.
In the dream, Xie Shuai stood in a desolate desert, surrounded by decaying corpses and twisted shadows. A sandstorm swept in, concealing a familiar but distorted face —— it was his former self, but with eyes filled with despair and corruption.
"Who are you? " Xie Shuai shouted desperately, but there was no response.
The face whispered: "You think you can conquer the darkness? In fact, you are far from enough... Only by giving up can you truly be freed. "
When he woke up, Xie Shuai was sweating profusely and had a dull pain in his chest. This made him question his beliefs: Was he heading towards destruction in his stubbornness? Or was he just creating a false hope?