An ordinary white-collar worker from a foreign country came to the blossoming metropolis for her dream, not only to bid farewell to the unbearable relationship in the past, but also to welcome a bright future. She finally got rid of the past, thinking that when she stepped out, she would be in a brand new world, but she did not expect to fall into another love that was light years away. What awaits her in the future? Where should she go?
A thought is like light years, and a love is like ten thousand light years apart. Do you regret what you have had?