A story about forgetting and memory, a woman's struggle and contradiction in troubled times. Are we forgetting each other in the world, or are we letting the thoughts in our hearts slowly settle...
Time cannot fade the years of youth. Instead, it allows the longing to slowly settle until one day it blooms and bears fruit in the heart. Maybe some people can't wait for it in their lifetime, like me; maybe some people have already allowed it to wither slowly, like Xiaolanzi; maybe some people are waiting for it to bloom, like her; maybe there are still people who have missed it before it blooms...
I hope... I can fly with you