When Shen Qinghe moved into the old street, Chen Yu's life was almost in ruins.
The job is gone, the old love is gone, and even he himself is happy to be like this street waiting to be demolished.
She is a short-term photographer, quiet and distant. She takes pictures of the damp and mottled old alleys during the day, and stays upstairs above him at night, like a gust of wind that won't stay for long. Chen Yu originally thought that they just got closer temporarily when each other was in the most awkward situation.
It wasn't until Jiang Ting returned to the city and those old things that he had escaped from were uncovered bit by bit that Chen Yu finally understood that some of the misses were not due to fate, but that someone really didn't show up when they should have.
Later, the old street was demolished, some people left, and some never looked back.
He finally learned to live seriously, but the person he wanted to compensate the most no longer needed him.
Intention: People always have to pay the price for their escape, and they also have to learn to continue living with regrets.