There is a painting in Zhuoran's studio.
It occupies a huge area, but is covered with dark red canvas all year round.
In her dreams, Alima often wonders what will be painted on it?
Flower? Girl? Skirt? Prom? Forest? Or the home they own together.
Until the answer is revealed, the truth makes people miserable.
Alima tossed and turned in this painful and thorny world,
Finally, she chose to return to the mountains where she was raised,
That is the calmness after experiencing the world of mortals.
And what about Zhuoran?
He has always been aloof and self-proclaimed, persistent to the point of paranoia,
What way out will you choose?
Should you rekindle your old love, or give up your pride and follow your heart?