In the mist-shrouded Lingyin Mountain, Mingheng, as a psychic, wanders on the border of forgetfulness. She could hear the whispering souls under the rocks. They were nameless and had only afterimages and obsessions. Mingheng illuminated the path with a glass lamp, vowing to use himself as a sacrifice to retrieve the memories that had been erased by time. However, in every conversation, the souls are trying to make her forget herself, and she must keep the glimmer of human heart on the edge of losing herself. The story takes the strange game between Mingheng and the forgotten soul as the main line, interweaving the poetic flow of secrets in the mountains and forests, ancient taboos and memories. Her motivation is not redemption, but the desire for the truth - when forgetfulness becomes the last refuge of the soul, will Mingheng choose to awaken, or indulge in the tenderness of forgetfulness? In the mist of Lingyin Wonderland, the boundary between life and memory quietly collapsed, and only a glass lamp illuminated the echo deep in the soul.
