What's next after the fireworks bloom? Is it the dazzling brilliance, the gorgeous music, or the endless darkness? Lost in the brilliance of this moment, after cooling down, I realized that under the beautiful clothes, there was only the broken heart after the ice cracked. As we pass by, games, suspicions, conspiracy, betrayal, family affection, friendship, and love have long become a hidden corner in the darkness. And when I suddenly look back, who will still be waiting for my return under the tiled wall of that courtyard?