Let me first explain that this is an unfinished prehistoric story eight years ago. By some chance, I created two characters that are hard to let go of. The rising sun is nostalgic for the dawn in the dense purple mist; the west of Mount Emei is gazing at the bright moon as deep as cold fat in the light autumn. Now that I am back and renewing my relationship, I hope to bring an end to the youth of young people who have had the same passionate emotions in the same era!
Concept: About youth, about growth, about redemption and mutual warmth