After his parents divorced, Song Yuhua returned to his childhood home. On a humid summer day, he dragged his suitcase back to his grandparents' home alone. In the overlapping fragments, old friends brush away the ashes of memory. The past unfolds inch by inch, reassembling the pieces, and completing the story.
The older man with a gloomy appearance and gentle heart and the younger man who hides himself under the mask of sunshine. They are two halves of a complete circle, a completeness missing each other.
"After you left me, I slowly became you."
Intention: Everything will get better