Three years. The clear-faced young painter is still lonely, with people around him coming and going, with no one to turn to. He trapped himself in a corner and waited paranoid. Until the girl with a carefree smile floated down next to her like a Gesang flower, and then disappeared without a trace. He hoped to find the core of love and faith, so he embarked on a journey to the other side of the clouds. In the end, I was saved by love and pain during the journey.