Yang Chi's life is from the abandoned cold winter to a blazing heat ignited by her life - she tries her best to get close to the sun, but she doesn't know that the sun belongs to the night sky. After all, it can only illuminate her, but cannot warm her.
Concept: Love is not about possession, but about spending your whole life pushing the other person into a future without you. This is a story about "dislocation" - she spent her whole youth chasing his light, thinking that she was a moth chasing the flame; but he spent his whole life concealing the truth, burning up alone in every corner that she could not see. It wasn't until death drew the curtain that she understood: It turned out that what she thought was a solo journey was two people's journey from beginning to end, but he chose the cruelest tenderness - letting her hate, walk, and live. Hot and cold are not opposites, but two forms of the same temperature. A burning person does not realize that he is hot, while a cold person hides the burning heat in his bones and blood. Core: Some love, if you say it, it will be fulfilled, but if you don't say it, it will last a lifetime. And they chose the latter.