A broken jade pendant, a silent man, a sudden snowstorm.
Su Nian thought it was just an embarrassing encounter on National Highway 318, until Shen Qi took the handbook on which she had drawn the jade pendant and asked coldly: "Where did you see it?"
When the two halves of the jade pendant fit together tightly, they were forced to walk together, from the fireworks in Chengdu to the starry sky on the plateau, between the fragrance of tea and the camera, they uncovered a family secret buried by time.
This road leads not only to Shangri-La, but also to a destination they never expected.
Intention: Find roots in walking, and be reborn in collisions. Inheritance does not mean clinging to old things, but allowing ancient souls to find new echoes in the contemporary era.