A boy with night blindness and a young man from a rich family met during a misunderstanding and then began to understand each other. The arrival of danger time after time and the revelation of true feelings made them become an indispensable part of each other. I once thought that keeping the light would keep you, but I was wrong in the end. "The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of the Chinese years." Perhaps it is because the sound of the Jinse makes me think of the Chinese years. Or maybe, it just happened out of nowhere...
Intention: I once thought that keeping the light can keep you