On a stormy night, Lin Ye is being berated by a customer: "A delivery dog like you has no right to ring my doorbell." Then his phone chimes with a new order:
"Customer note: Spill a drop of soup and I'll complain until you lose your job."
Grinding his teeth, Lin Ye charges into the rain, unaware that this delivery will lead to an old Western-style mansion hiding a legendary photographer,
and four women who will change my life.
Later, Lin Ye stands on an international awards stage,
while they sit in the front row below:
his moonlight, his cinnabar mole, his red rose, his white rose.
Each of them once illuminated the darkest days of Lin Ye, a food deliveryman.
