Cen Ningyao's life is a trajectory filled with scars from congenital heart disease and successive separations. Her parents died young, and she and her grandmother depended on each other. The handkerchief embroidered with daisies was the salvation woven by her grandmother's frugal tenderness. But when she was fifteen years old, her grandmother died of a cerebral hemorrhage. Her relatives shied away from responsibility and abandoned her like a worn-out shoe. She was forced to embark on the road of wandering, relying on odd jobs to survive and save for school fees. She only had two obsessions in her heart - to complete her studies and go to the small town in Jiangnan that her grandmother most longed for during her lifetime.
At the age of twenty, she pruned flowers in a flower shop during the day and went to night school to study marine biology at night. The rental house was small but neat, and the only treasure was the worn daisy handkerchief. The frequent harassment from her mean cousin and the dull pain in her heart could not suppress the glimmer in her eyes. Until one cool evening, she met a kitten with a red mole on its right eye next to the newsstand. Its eyes were gentle, much like the warmth her grandmother had given her. She named it "A Mole" and accepted this unexpected companionship.
Ah Mie is so inhumane and uncanny, he will drag grandma's handkerchief, pat grandma in the photo, and even lie quietly on her chest when she has heart palpitations. In a daze, she always remembered a boy who handed him candy and said "your handkerchief is so beautiful" one afternoon in her childhood, but she could never remember his appearance or name. When the heart palpitations caused by overexertion pushed her into a coma, she clutched the daisy handkerchief and murmured, "I really want to hug grandma again." A red light suddenly appeared in A Mole's eyes, and in the distortion of time and space, she fell into an old time to make up for regrets. And the secret of the red mole cat, the forgotten fragments of childhood...
