Before we were truly together, we always thought that person was perfect, as if there would never be anyone like him in the world. Every day, we worry about gains and losses, daydreaming, drunkenness and dreams, and we are moved to a complete mess. Does that person know or not? Does he know and wait for me to tell you, or does he know and wait and wait, or does he know and pretend not to know at all, watching me jump around in his world like a clown, which only adds to the laughter. We don't know these things, because we don't have the courage to speak out and look for an answer. We may still guess all our lives, playing a little game in the fog, occasionally adding a little pain to our lives, and imagining a beautiful fairy tale.
Concept: When Jiang Tao meets Li Chao, is this the salvation of the naive coward? Or is it the complacency of the sinister young man?