She would get off the bus one stop before work and off work, and she would have to turn through the alley. When he stands in front of the window, he will always find a girl admiring the house with gusto. She is simple and real. Fate played a joke on them and they became fellow patients. They met to travel together, worked together in the same company, and spent their last days together. However, one day, the woman was told that it was a misdiagnosis, and the ensuing crisis of trust and moral crisis began to erupt... The tears falling into the wind will become the brightest star just for you, I hope you can find it...