When Ye Yunyun was critically ill, what she wanted to eat most was the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by her friend Su Qingan.
On that autumn night, Su Qingan rushed to make the most exquisite dish overnight and rushed it to the hospital.
In the ward, when the alarm of the life monitor sounded, the incubator had just been taken over by the nurse.
Under the moonlight, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is still warm, but Yunyun's hands are already cold. It turns out that there are some promises that we can't even wait for a minute.
Every autumn after that, Su Qingan would make a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it on the windowsill, waiting for someone who would never come to taste it.
Intention: Even if love and life will eventually cross paths, she, who is running for her, has completed the eternal resonance and journey together in that time and space filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.