[The Last Tear, an epic chronicle of all bitterness.
Seven years of love, lost to schedule; a farewell letter, and an appointment with Lan Bing.
Logic-oriented code elites, in order to follow in the footsteps of freelance photographers, tore up their schedules and traveled three thousand miles through wind and snow.
Under the ice of Sailimu Lake, is the deep love that has never cooled down, or is it an unbridgeable rift?
When precise calculations collide with the wanton wind, can this late rush restart the suspended time?
Ling Youze×Tan Bo
Intention: Leave everything to the heart