Lin Shen has a secret.
After falling asleep every night, he would fall into a never-ending dusk - a sea of light and mist. There was a man holding a lantern there, accompanying him to listen to his sister's last words, "Brother, I don't feel any pain anymore."
Su Wan also has a secret.
After falling asleep every night, she would hold the lamp and walk in the same light. There was a silent foggatherer there, accompanying her to face the ward that she could never catch up with.
They depended on each other in their dreams. In reality, we have passed each other countless times without knowing each other.
Until the bridge guard said: The sea of light and fog is about to collapse. You have one last chance -
"If the meaning of meeting is never to stay together, but to light up each other's darkest road..."
"Then we've done that."
For many years, Lin Shen kept a pot of gypsophila. Su Wan used to buy a cup of hot soy milk when passing by a convenience store.
They don't remember each other's names, looks, or voices.
I only remember that there was a light that was on.
Concept: Aesthetics of regret, not deliberately perfect, retaining the tenderness of "I don't remember the name but I remember the feeling".