In an era of rampant desires, will Cupid also join in the evil deeds?
When four girls with different personalities land in Los Angeles and arrive at St. Mary's University west of the Sunset Strip, what kind of exotic romance will emerge in their lives? Those chats, struggles in the mud, coming and going, entangled companionship, are karma or fateful reincarnation, allowing the blind eyes to reflect on themselves, and letting the moist soul drain away. When a number of orange lights light up one after another, I finally understand that a hug is rare. A person sings away and sings all the stars above my head. Looking at the sky at night, I finally understand that some trajectories are difficult to match. The brightest star in the night sky can only be seen after a delay of several centuries. Just like other twinkling stars, it is the starry river, and it is also the glass candy paper that the cats and dogs in the alley next door can't step on. Over the mountains and ridges, fortunately, the scenery has never been less, and the sky is still in the sky.