In the three years since we met again, there has been loss and crying. There is laughter and crying; it is the gift of time.
After many years, we meet again; we talk about acquaintances and the past. Reminiscing about the past, the friendship between classmates; caressing the traces in sleep and dreams.
There are always some people who are like cinnabar in their hearts. Time flies by, but it cannot dilute that fiery and sincere love. Two teenagers missed each other because of a misunderstanding. When they meet again many years later, will they muster up the courage to hold each other's hand tightly?
Concept: the love that breaks through and is reunited, the lingering obsession.