There is morning light everywhere in the long night - the departure of some people is like a fire, burning everything and leaving only ashes.
Ji Wantang thought that he should live with a handful of cold ashes for the rest of his life.
She opened a bookstore in this small town called "Cloud City", read poems to her daughter, watered the succulents, and lived her life like a river flowing at a constant speed.
Until that afternoon five years later...
The old friend pushed open the door of the bookstore, holding the old wind and snow, and stood at the junction of sunshine and shadow.
It turns out that beneath the ashes, the fire has never been extinguished.
But the light in the embers is often the most burning.
