The apricot blossoms are soaked in the dusk rain, and the willows are blown by the evening breeze.
Wen Xingyu clung to her dream of dancing, which was repeatedly blocked by her family, and hid the pain of her wandering past in her thin body;
Shen Hanfeng wears an outer shell of recklessness and thinks about his longing for his family alone late at night.
The first meeting in the dance studio of the first year of high school was just a quick glance, but the intersection after they were divided into classes lasted for three full years.
The person who stood up to save the bully, the silent companion on the way to school, the custom-made dance costume quietly delivered after the dispute...
The young man's thoughts are mixed into the sweat in the practice room and the evening breeze in the playground.
The two lonely scars finally healed by leaning on each other during their long youth.
Concept: campus youth HE micro group portrait