Want to hear a story? Let me tell you a story. Bangji is a peaceful country with beautiful rivers, mountains and seas. There are two people who took their money, backpacks, put down their minds and headed north all the way. Why did they go north? Who will they meet? What might they learn along the way? Are some people really just passing by each other? Are some people really honest with you? Undercurrents are surging, old things are happening, the situation is strange, and the feelings are ruthless and affectionate. It's my first time posting, and I'm really scared. Everyone is friendly when you come and go, don't complain if you don't like it. Amitabha, kneel down and thank you.