In a city too close to the equator, spring and autumn are infinitely compressed. In autumn in the sense of time, there is no fallen leaf that tells the story of autumn. Probably this city is a desert of tall buildings, and everything is covered with a layer of dust. Reason told Cen Yang to leave this city and this place with too much right and wrong, but he refused to let go. There were too many memories here and too much past happiness that he could not let go of. He arrogantly ignored the people who had hurt him, but stayed alone in the darkness holding memories to keep warm.