When she was in high school, Yang Fei liked to look at the gentle Ye Jinnan in the sun and listen to him describe the world under the brushstrokes of light and shadow. Later, he was hit while standing in the halo-stained area, which was the second terrifying moment in her life. She finally opened her heart, but had to move away, and he became her heartache.
Seven years later, she traveled to many places, taking pictures of moving and shocking scenes all over the sky, but refused to set foot in that city. She looked at the footsteps and backs in the crowd, but she forgot her own sincerity. Looking back, can those growing mysteries be solved one by one? Will those things that are lost and missed come back?
Finally, Yang Fei reached out and hugged Ye Jinnan.
"Yes."
"What?"
"If longing can travel across the ocean, will love still be there?"