Arrow, the dictionary explains it as having no direction and no length. Zhang Wanyue has been having a dream, a dream that has no direction and quality, but makes her addicted. Let's call it a dream. Maybe she is just the most ordinary little person, maybe she once had the desire to fly to the branches. It's just that the years have polished her to the point of dying. Is the person she loved deeply missing? No, she knows. Now she thought, where is my beloved, where am I? When my beloved is happy, I am happy. However, she never wanted to touch this beloved man again.