I want to write a different story about "love". The word "love" accompanies us from the time we are born until the end of our lives, but do each of us truly understand it? Maybe some of us will move forward in confusion throughout our lives, unable to find the real direction and not knowing what to choose. However, life continues to urge us to move forward, so every mistake affects the final outcome.
There are many kinds of "love", the love of friendship, the love of family, the love of love. There are a thousand kinds of Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. I see whales when the sea is blue, and I see you when I wake up. We have seen the blue sea and blue sky together, the sunset, the desert Gobi, from the prosperous scene to the green grass. The forest is deep in the sky, we move forward, and we will be with you for a long time. I am your shoulder and your harbor, but I may not love you...
Concept: A story about love, friendship and family affection