Marry a red rose, and over time, the red one will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one will remain "the bright moonlight in front of the bed." If you marry a white rose, the white one will become a grain of rice sticky on your clothes, and the red one will become a cinnabar mole on your heart.
——Zhang Ailing
That year, 18-year-old Han Yiyang met 25-year-old Yu Luo for the first time. She made up her mind to get close to this person across the cold screen. Han Yiyang likes to dream, and likes to believe in tomorrow in the dim reality. Good things will happen tomorrow, but if it doesn't work, there will be the day after tomorrow.
But she never dreamed that she would touch him in this way. Can I get closer to your heart after walking through your city? This world is not too big. You can reach another place in a few hours by train. It is not too small. Why can you only see the people you want to see in your dreams?
Since this midsummer night's dream will eventually wake up, why not do whatever you want in this dream? To you, I have loved the whole of you.