Copywriter: If God could give me another chance, I don't think I would have to maintain my ridiculous self-esteem anymore. If I could have persisted a little longer, if I wasn't so arrogant when I was young, if I had said that I miss you to him, maybe everything would have been different. To this day, I still remember that New Year's Day night in 2014. On the golden beach of Weihai where the sea breeze was whistling, Bian Cheng stood in front of me dusty, with his signature smile on his thin face, and a pair of obsidian eyes shining brightly under the dim street lights. He appeared before me with only one sentence. He said: "How good, I'm back." Such a simple sentence, I even had the illusion for a moment, thinking that he was in the old building in the family courtyard after playing football, sweating profusely and ran back to me and said, "How good, I'm back."
Concept: a bunch of childhood sweethearts going around in circles