Homecoming: I Live Stream to Collect Elves

Su Yang had just received his twelfth rejection letter, and he just wanted to earn a living by broadcasting travel broadcasts. But the night before a heavy rainstorm, he dug out an old travel notebook in his grandfather's attic, and fragments of sentences appeared in the notebook. The old pendant around my neck was getting warmer and warmer in the sound of rain. The live broadcast room thought it was a script, until the waterline of the old city went uphill, there was an empty sound from the culvert, and a tile cat on the roof opened its eyes in the rain. Some people urged him to go to his room and take a clear picture, some scolded him for pretending, and some reminded him: People really die in that alley. Only then did Su Yang realize that what his grandfather left behind was not a travel note, but an unfinished journey home. And every time he starts broadcasting, he may be competing for time with a bigger disaster.