As a child, Fengwan's favorite thing was the puppet show on the street corner.
That silly string puppet, under the control of thin strings, performed joy, anger, sorrow and joy that did not belong to it, without joy or sorrow.
Many years later, Feng Wan suddenly discovered that
I don't know when I started to become that ugly puppet
Under the constraints of fate, he sadly and stiffly does actions he doesn't like to please the "audience" who can't help but applaud in front of the screen.
Can't escape, can't break free
He loves, but he also uses
He loves, but he also backs up
When the curtain opens, the little puppets appear one by one
No one can escape the web of fate
alternation of day and night
There is a secret in our hearts that cannot be told...