A story about youth, ignorance, love, and having to compromise with the so-called 'deep love and shallow fate'. Youth is always beautiful and slightly sad. There are always some regrets that will stay there forever. Looking back, a little heartache touches my heart or I can just smile and deal with it indifferently. Sometimes we think that our life is very long, so long that we think we will not get sick or die; so long that we think we can get back what we have lost; so long that we still don't care if we miss anyone... Those letters written by Haring to Dazhao, do you still think of the Dazhao that Haring once liked? Does he still open up memories sometimes? Can they still be together in the end? Still only those memories called 'youth' remain...