A strong earthquake struck, and at the moment of life and death, Shen Yunxiang resolutely sacrificed his life to protect Jiang Mo, but he was stuck at that moment forever. Jiang Mo survived by chance, but was burdened with endless guilt and emptiness for the rest of his life. Bits and pieces of the two of them being together in the past surged day and night. He kept sinking in the memories repeatedly. He often went to the riverside where we went together in the past, chewing the loneliness in the cold wind, and the world was only filled with endless ink-like depression.
He chanted Shen Yunxiang's name countless times in a trance, hoping that his old friend would appear again, but when he woke up, he was left with deeper despair. Until that day, the familiar light blue eyes in the grass came into his eyes, and the voice that was engraved in the bones and blood sounded in his ears, and Shen Yunxiang returned to him in the state of his soul.
The gap between yin and yang looms in front of us. All that is left of the once vivid people are their cool touch and ethereal figure. The joy of meeting is instantly overwhelmed by the sourness of the impermanence of life and death. Jiang Mo guarded this lonely soul, filled with the fear of losing it and finding it again. Shen Yunxiang was still by his side as before, but there was no possibility of staying together in the world. This bond that spanned life and death left only endless confusion and unbreakable care.
Intention: The living are trapped in guilt, the souls of the dead are longing for old love, and the fate of love and regret is intertwined.