Su Lan said that all men in the world are unreliable. Only the lights in the flagship store are always bright, and the doors lined up on the streets where people come and go are always open to her tenderly.
She is an insecure person, and so am I, Cheng Anyue, Xu Bei, Mo He, everyone.
In such a rapidly developing, crowded and bustling international metropolis, each of us lives cautiously and fearfully. No matter how glamorous we look under the sun, when night falls, no one can deceive and hypnotize the emptiness and desolation deep in our hearts.
We want to find out. Self, desire, original faith, innocent love. Slowly, we finally become whole.