The rim of the cup of acquiescence, the intertwined fingertips, a file filled with "her". Clumsy gifts hide undeciphered astrological messages. She is used to her "crossing the line", calculating every encounter, trembling in the silence for going off track.
However, the temperature difference in the constellations is eternal, and the precise trajectories and rushing sparks are destined to be out of sync. Those heartbeat signals that arrived with a delay, that jar of cosmic confession that could not be dismantled, eventually formed two star paths that approached infinitely but finally diverged.
A grand and silent Star Trek. At the end of youth, there is only a permanent monsoon named "Leng Xianyun".
Concept: The eternal regret of youthful secret love
