Ten years. From high school classmates to the reunion in Tibet, there was a gap of ten years. Those unfinished words, unasked questions, and unadmitted thoughts were all compressed by the thin air of the plateau to the temperature of a pot of sweet tea.
The blue of Yamdrok Yumcuo, the wind of Karola Glacier, the clouds of Mount Everest, the snow of Kailash, the lake of Manasarovar, the gold of Payang Grassland, and the Milky Way of Dark Night Park.
Unknowingly, everything in Li Yang's paintings and Shi Shi's camera was the other person. When Namco leaned on Li Yang's shoulder, he figured out what he liked. Under the starry sky in the dark night park, he cried and asked, "Why do you like me?" Li Yang wiped away his tears and said, "I'm not here to pick you up."
This is not a splashy story. This is a story that takes its time. From the age of seventeen to twenty-seven, the two took a long detour and took a long detour, and finally found each other in the starlight of Tibet. There was no bloodshed, no misunderstanding, no separation of life and death, just two clean, stoic hearts, which had been hidden for many years and finally couldn't be hidden, slowly, surely, and silently leaned together in the thin air of the plateau.
Concept: An encounter under the starry sky
