He is as warm and moist as water, but yet distant,
She is pale and frail, yet passionate and desperate,
The gentle yet alienated mother, burdened with a helpless yet determined past,
The deep blueberry alley and the Huanwu Road where music is played every night,
An indecisive girl,
All the people seemed to be thrown into a sticky net. The more they struggled, the tighter they became, until they could no longer escape.