Life is like a dream. When I am half awake, who will accompany me through the spring and autumn, to the end of the world...
It has been five years since Zi Ran walked in the pouring rain in the cemetery. His lover who was holding an umbrella for him when he was walking beside him has turned into a handful of ashes. He has also been scarred. When will he be able to follow him without any burden? He just wonders if there is still the figure he is looking forward to on the road to hell. Just like he did countless times when he waited for him, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said: You are here...