When I hear the chirping of cicadas in the cold winter, they will turn around and look into your eyes + life is both true and false. Do you believe in your eyes? I caress the boundaries of the spirit. What is there in the depths of its divided areas?
Lu Boqing wakes up from nightmares every day, and her life gradually becomes distorted. She in the mirror looks more and more like the shadow in her dream...
Intention: Lu Boqing is the reflection of myself in my heart. How many people in life are willing to face reality?
