In late summer in Nancheng, camphor trees are like a canopy, and cicadas are singing and weaving nets. Transfer student Shen Yichuan's gaze fell into Xie Yunian's deep pool-like silence. The temperature of taboo spreads quietly under the texture of youth, and the two souls rise and fall in each other's eyes in the depths of the hustle and bustle.
Concept: Summer cicadas want to sing in the deep tranquility of the pond, and the undercurrent of youth is traced back to the light: In the era of shackles, souls use each other as a raft, going against the current to find the twilight of freedom.