They say that a person who is emotionally closed can only go a long way. This way he will not be blocked by his own passion. So God let her choose to travel far, in the form of time travel. In the distant time and space, she thought that she wanted a man she could rely on. I want him to have warm eyes and warm hands. But it would be so hard to find. You can find your identity, you can find your purpose, but warmth is rare. Those love affairs and people who are like the blooming period, it seems now, are actually a journey without knowing it. After all, when the red tassel flowers fall, where will the old friends stay?