After eight years of waiting, I got the sentence "I have a boyfriend." Xiao He, a clerk deep in the old alley, thought that his life would be corroded by waiting and memories. Until that rainy night, a mysterious woman smelling of alcohol fell in front of his door, leaving behind a feather brooch and a faint scent of cold fragrance. The white moonlight of childhood sweethearts gradually fades away, and the cinnabar mole falling from the sky becomes confusing again. When the moonlight falls on the old city of Yangzhou again, how should he choose? Should we continue to guard the "moonlight" of our youth, or should we bravely hold on to the "starlight" in front of us?
An encounter that began with a ridiculous "accommodation", a relationship entangled in the past and present is slowly unfolding...
