"When I rule the world, where will my beloved go?" When the signature becomes reality, how sad and desolate it will be. He once thought that they were destined, he once believed that he would be the only one for her, and he once was willing to believe in love in the world. But the beauty of love is often no match for the ruthlessness of reality, and their love failed miserably. He chose to escape. But can time really erase memories? What has changed in five years? To the left is love, to the right is separation. Standing at the intersection of reunion, what choice should they make?