After Su Qing crushed the camera, she left the warehouse without looking back, leaving only Liu Xu alone, kneeling among the glass shards and dust all over the ground.
The rain started to fall again at some point, and it was getting heavier and heavier. Liu Xu stood up numbly, allowing the rain to wash her face and her broken heart.
She left the warehouse and walked aimlessly in the rain. The icy raindrops hit her body as if to take away the last shred of warmth within her. She passed by a river where the water had become muddy and rapid due to the heavy rain.
She stopped and looked at the surging river. Countless scenes flashed through her mind - her father's gentle smile, the brilliant self in the graduation photo, the ticking sound of the watch, the moment captured in the camera... There were also Su Qing's cold eyes, Xiao Ran's flickering gaze, the malicious words on the Internet, and the crushed camera fragments beneath her feet.
Everything, all the love and pain, all the hope and despair, was like broken glass, piercing her heart and causing her unbearable pain.
She slowly raised her wrist and took off the temporarily restored watch. She took out the accessories in the watch and the fragments that had broken at the beginning one by one, and then threw them forcefully into the rapid river.
Then came the fragments of her graduation photos that were pieced together with great force, carrying her defiled memories of youth. She threw it in without hesitation, too.
Then, there was the desperate suicide note written to the father at the beginning, as well as some old letters and photos. She tore them to pieces and scattered them into the river.
Finally, there were the glass shards left by the camera lens that Su Qing had crushed. She picked up a handful and looked at the glimmers flickering on her fingertips, as if she could see her father's last smile. She murmured softly, "All go with the wind." Then, they were also scattered into the river.
All the objects related to the past, emotions and hopes were discarded by her own hands, allowing them to be swallowed by the icy river.
She stood by the river, watching those objects roll and sink in the water. There was not a single wave in her heart, only endless emptiness.