The flowers are blooming and the moon is full. There are imperfections in every life. In such a vast time and space, there are so many similar me, chasing my own happiness and being attached to one person. And my chase will no longer have any shortcomings because I once stepped into a young man wearing red and white facial makeup. He often holds a folding fan and walks quietly on every noisy street, but has nothing to do with the chaos. I just didn't expect that when I really stepped into his world and wanted to embrace each other, he would leave me forever. And I put on that mask and that memory to become him, and I wanted to do my best to write a prosperous life for him. Ps: The heroine met the person she liked at an ignorant age. After many twists and turns, they finally got together, but lost him. If I keep living for you, we can meet again one day. (The heroine will become stronger from the back)