Bi Shang, a silent and tenacious top student, whose poor family background allowed him to take on responsibilities early; Jian Yun, an art student from a wealthy family, always has a hint of melancholy in his eyes. The two people, who had no intersection at all, got in touch in the first semester of high school.
"Are you here?"
"Looking at the clouds."
"What do you think when you close your eyes?"
"The wind is its breath, the temperature is its texture, the light and shadow are its movement..."
Bi Shang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Jian Yun in front of him...
Intention: True seeing does not require the naked eye; true encounter lies in the soul.