There are always people crying loudly at night, but those who hear it always mistake it for a nightingale, a cricket, a summer insect, or a cicada singing. The world is not so friendly, but we have to believe and expect that it will slowly get better. There is no other way. Swallowed by nightmares, Zeyang has long been lost on the sandbank of his dreams, longing to be rescued. And Ye Chen, who was burdened with sin, found the only reason for his existence.
Concept: the precarious mountains, the misty snow; the lonely traveler, looking for the stars. We are always looking for the only reason to live.