Entertainment: You're asked to make a healing animation, but it will make the whole internet de

This is probably the most suffocating wait in the history of Chinese animation.

There are ten minutes left before the anime starts airing.

Anime fans who were used to browsing various platforms and posting random things surprisingly stopped their entertainment.

They opened the official website of the healing animation or stared at the refresh page of the official Weibo account.

Nobody knows what kind of footage will be shown in the next PV.

Everyone, are you wearing your helmets?

[The nitroglycerin tablets are on the table, the tissues are on my left, and I've already saved the suicide note in my drafts.]

If I don't make a sound later, please call 120 for me.

A few scattered comments floated across the black screen of the live stream, carrying a hint of self-deprecating bitterness.

The feeling of waiting is far more agonizing than facing the result directly.

The time jumps to exactly twelve o'clock.

The official website page refreshed, and a video window with a play button popped up.

The title is just a single line.

The first official PV for Plastic Memory.

Countless people swallowed hard and clicked play with trembling fingers.

The screen lights up.

An extremely gentle and melodious piano piece flowed out slowly.

What comes into view is the urban daily life filled with warm colors.

A young father is teaching his little girl to walk.

The newlywed husband ties an apron on his wife.

In a cozy, old courtyard, an elderly woman with gray hair was lovingly combing the hair of a little blonde girl.

On the little girl's neck, there were faint, intricate mechanical patterns.

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That's Giftia.

Grandma, Nina loves you the most.

The little girl nestled in the old man's arms, her smile pure and innocent.

The old woman stroked her head with her wrinkled hands, her eyes full of affection.

An uninformed passerby would definitely think this is a heartwarming slice-of-life anime.

But after seeing the concept art yesterday, all the viewers felt their hearts tighten when they saw this scene.

Because they know that this happiness is temporary.

The rhythm of the piano piece began to change, and an undeniable sadness crept into the originally gentle melody.

Screen switch.

A man and a woman, both dressed in uniforms, walked down a sunny street.

The man is Tsukasa Mizugaki, and the woman is Isla with silver hair and red eyes.

The two stopped in front of a courtyard gate covered with morning glories.

This is the home of that old lady from earlier.

The subsequent scenes contain no dialogue, but instead employ highly dramatic cross-cutting.

On the left are memories of Nina and her grandmother planting flowers, watching TV, and laughing together over the past nine years and four months.

On the right, Tsukasa Mizuki is sitting on the sofa, pushing a thick recycling agreement in front of the old lady.

Two extreme conflicts collide violently on the screen.

The old woman's hands trembled so much that she could not hold the pen, and tears streamed down her face as they fell onto the black ink on the white paper.

Nina, still wearing that flawless smile, stood beside the old man, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Mizuki Tsukasa lowered his head, not daring to look the old man in the eye.

Ella stood expressionless to the side, her eyes reflecting the heartbreaking emptiness of this separation of life and death.

Terminal Services Department.

A line of text appeared in the center of the screen.

[To forcibly intervene in the happiest moment of someone's life, and then tear it all apart. That's their job.]

The audience's eyes were completely red.

Too cruel.

Su Bai forcibly separated a machine that treated humans as family from that home.

There was no room for maneuver; the family members even had to sign the execution order themselves.

Holy crap, that swordsmanship is amazing!

Seeing the old lady's hands trembling, I felt like I couldn't breathe.

Just when everyone thought that the tone of this animation was that the male protagonist, as a witness, would collect various Giftias to earn the audience's tears.

The background music in the PV has completely disappeared.

The image of the old lady's house gradually faded out, and the screen turned black and white.

Footsteps echoed in the darkness.

That was the silhouette of Tsukasa Mizugaki and Ella walking side by side in the sunset after completing their retrieval mission.

Tsukasa Mizugaki's slightly trembling inner monologue resounded with unparalleled clarity against the backdrop of a completely unaccompanied background.

If my lover only has two thousand hours left to live.

What should I do?

With this murmur.

The scene freezes in the sunset; Ella turns her head, her red eyes gazing silently at the camera.

Then, the entire video went dark.

Playback has ended.

The entire online comment section experienced a data freeze for thirty seconds at that moment.

The feeling was like dodging an ordinary bullet, only to turn around and find a nuclear bomb detonating right under your feet.

Two thousand hours.

A day has 24 hours.

Anyone with even a little mathematical knowledge can get a number that makes their hands and feet go numb after just a quick mental look.

Less than eighty-four days.

It hasn't even been three months!

At this moment, tens of thousands of comments flooded the comment section under the official Weibo account of the healing animation.

[Su Bai, you have no heart!]

I thought the male lead was an executioner, but it turns out he himself is the biggest sacrifice.

[Less than three months? Ella only has less than three months left?! You let them date, and then have the male lead personally hand the recycling agreement to his girlfriend! What kind of psychopath could write a script like this?!]

[I'm not watching! Absolutely not watching! This is pure torture! I know it's a tragedy, but I can't accept counting down the days until I die from the very first episode!]

The emotions across the internet, which had been under extreme repression, rebounded and transformed into an overwhelming outcry of lamentation.

Inside the Healing Animation Company.

Shen Qingyue stared at the skyrocketing video views and the screen full of devastated comments, her hands clenching tightly.

She looked at Su Bai standing to the side, her tone revealing strong incomprehension.

"Why did you reveal your biggest trump card in the very first promotional video?"

Shen Qingyue frowned.

"This is tantamount to telling everyone the ending directly. There's no suspense left for everyone to guess; they all know that Ella will definitely die in the end, and that she will die at the hands of the male lead. This will scare away many viewers with weak psychological resilience."

"suspense?"

Su Bai walked over and casually pulled out a chair to sit down.

"This work didn't need any suspense from the very beginning."

Shen Qingyue was stunned.

"Humans have a natural numbness to birth, aging, illness, and death. Because most people feel that the end is far away from them. If you don't throw specific numbers in their faces, they will never learn what it means to cherish life."

Su Bai clicked on the trending search list on the screen, and a brand new term was prominently displayed at the top.

#Countdown to 2000 hours for Ella#.

"What I want is not for them to guess whether there will be a miracle in the ending."

Su Bai's gaze seemed to pass through the screen as if he were looking at millions of viewers who were pounding their chests in frustration.

"I want them to be completely on Tsukasa Mizugaki's side from the very first episode, from the very first second. Every line of dialogue, every hand-holding, even every argument, is a countdown to the last two thousand hours."

"I want to tell them that the value of life has never been in the inevitable end."

Su Bai's lips curled into a smile, a smile that reflected his understanding of people's hearts.

"It's about how you spend this journey that you know will end."