Mo Xiaomo was like a migratory bird, getting on the train going south in the late summer and early autumn, gently saying "goodbye" to this city - never seeing her again.
However, love is the thin thread that connects her to this city. He came back in the name of helping his friends, but deep down in his heart, even if he deceived everyone, he could not deceive himself.
People from the past reappear in one's life one by one, and things from the past also surface.
Finally, she looked at the heavy rain in the sky through the glass and said softly: "Can you let me hear that sentence?"