On Dragon Boat Festival, my sister disappeared in front of my eyes.
Not dead, not gone - just disappeared, as if it had never existed.
I chased her and fell into a strange world: there was a girl who was always playing hide-and-seek in the wooden house, and there was an endless Dragon Boat Festival at home. Everyone said, "You can go home if you keep going forward," but every step you took was getting further away from her.
"Sister, I will find my way back."
Later I found out that she had been waiting for me.
At the end of time, on the other side of the door, in the reflection of every mirror.
Concept: This is a story about "home" - home is the sweetest dream and the deepest cage. And how many reincarnations are you willing to spend in exchange for a reunion with your family?