I'll Wait for You in Chaoyang

This is a story about waiting. This is a story about keeping watch.

In little Jiuwan, people come and go, and no one wants to stay for long. Only the old houses, sighing in the wind, and the silent old folks remain to witness the place's decline. But Lu Yihan is still here.

Her hands have touched every tree here, her feet have walked every inch of this land, and her heart has etched the face of everyone here into its memory...

The sun rises and sets, the seasons turn, and one year follows another.

There are fewer and fewer people in the village, and more and more trees on Lingshan.

But where are you?

I don't know.

But you must know that no matter when or where, even if the seas turn to mulberry fields and the mountains become flat, I will wait for you in the morning sun...