I was an abandoned child, picked up from the river by the village chief. Weaving and fishing every day without fighting against the world. It's just that such a dull life was completely broken by a man who fell from the sky when I was eleven years old. He is Ah Jin, a middle-aged uncle who looks unshaven. He eats and drinks for free every day and often leaves the village. Most of the time, I come back with scars all over my body. Thanks to Ah Jin, I also started to know a lot of herbal medicines. To be precise, my peaceful life was completely disrupted by a pot of flowers that was about to wither. So I packed my bags and walked with Ah Jin on the edge of the world. It is a world of exotic flowers. And who is Danyu that I miss so much? Who is Ajin beside me? Who am I? Where is my life experience, my love, and my support?