In the past few years, there have been ups and downs, rice, oil, salt and sauce, making tea. In a trance, I have sent away two or three people I love. The people who love me, in a daze, I suddenly feel what I have had and what I have lost. The people who have accompanied me through mountains and seas will eventually go away and stay far away. What can I still hold on to, what can I have... Looking forward to, longing for...
Concept: both protagonists are slow to warm up, the work is free-spirited, and the readers are patient