What is the most silent sadness in the world? Is it the fragrance of the gardenia tree, the busyness of the bees, the rising and setting of the sun, the snow in winter and the rain in summer, is it the unchangeable beginning and the unchosen destiny, or is it the togetherness that the catkins cannot tell Jiangnan because of their inferiority complex?
Concept: Love requires overcoming inferiority complex and bravely proposing to be together