2037 A stack of paper opens the dimensional wall hologram in Shanghai. I am getting older little by little, but Li Zeyan is still young. I am standing outside the thick glass. I want to touch it, but I do not choose to take it away because of him.
Li Zeyan, in the next life, we will continue to love each other in the same time and space at the same time.
Forgive me for stubbornly thinking that we are in the same dimension.
Concept: Li Zeyan, a love that transcends time and distance