At that noisy intersection, there is a beverage shop selling goods waiting for you. The proprietress Du Qingrou is indulged in a long wait, guarding the old dream that will never come back.
Xing Yiduo, that young man with dark red hair and a stern expression, had no intention of breaking in, but because of his somewhat similar eyebrows, she became the person she mistakenly recognized. At first, he was a patient bystander, but at some point, his steps were caught in the trance of tenderness, and he stepped closer to the misty forest composed of memories, drugs and obsessions. He began to intervene in her broken world, playing a role that did not belong to him, blurring the boundary between illusion and reality. Later, he became her only salvation in a broken world. In the taboo pull and ambiguous temptation, he gradually couldn't tell whether it was a substitute or the real one, and he only knew that he was greedy for the warmth of her palm.
When the light and shadow of dusk intertwined into a network, he decided not to be a bystander anymore. This may be a misunderstanding that started by chance, but it will eventually become the only destiny in each other's lives in the most gentle way.
Not all stories need a clear beginning and end. When loneliness meets loneliness, when waiting meets wandering, perhaps fate has already secretly weaved another kind of tender belonging among the chaotic clues. This is a story about getting lost, searching, and accidentally finding your own reflection in the gaps in other people's lives.
Concept: To Xing Yiduo's originally peaceful and boring life, she is like a "side effect" of drugs - unexpected, yet addictive and even enjoyable.
