The neon lights in Beicheng last all night, dividing day and night into two worlds. Jiang Yao is surrounded by endless light. She is a popular actress with endless charm in front of the screen. The camera captures the brilliance in her eyes, but cannot capture the fatigue buried deep in her heart. She was tossed and turned in the vanity fair, wearing a perfect mask, living the way the world expected her to be, but there was always an empty space in her heart, hiding the unspeakable loneliness.
Deep inside the Seongnam Art Museum is a pure land completely isolated from the hustle and bustle. Holding a paintbrush in hand, Wen Ruan trapped himself in a small studio, using paint as his language and canvas as his paper. He is a talented painter who is well-known in the circle but never shows up. She watched the quiet years, accompanied by pen and ink, and had no desire for the prosperity of the world. However, at a certain moment, there was an inexplicable vacancy in her heart, and she didn't know the reason.
One of them enjoys all the glory in front of the stage, while the other keeps quiet behind the scenes. Their life trajectories seem to have no intersection, and the world has never connected these two very different people.
No one knows that they are biological sisters with the same blood. A sudden change and a hasty and helpless separation separated the close relatives from the north and the south, and they were separated for more than ten years, each walking alone in a completely different life.
The years are long, and time is speechless. They have the same blood and similar loneliness, looking at each other from a distance in the same city, but not knowing each other. When the gears of fate turn quietly, the dusty past gradually emerges. The sisters who have been separated for half a life will finally meet in the depths of time to make up for the missed years and heal each other's half-life loneliness.
Intention: Even if there are years of separation, disparity in circumstances, and long-term strangers, the connection of flesh and blood and fate of the same origin will never dissipate.