"I want to run to the place closest to the sun before it melts."
"If death is a long journey, I want to see the scenery at the terminal in advance."
18-Year-old Jiang Sheng is a child chasing the sun. From when he was a left-behind child, he lay by the classroom window waiting for sunset, to when he became critically ill, he dragged his IV pole to the rooftop to catch the last ray of sunshine. When the doctor gave the verdict of "half a year", she took away her critical illness notice and began her final pursuit in life. She took half her life savings, her grandma's silver bracelet and an old diary filled with wishes on the road, but she met on the way:
A lame old wolf king—exiled by the pack—smelled the same feeling of being abandoned by fate.
27-Year-old Gu Zhao - a rich girl living in a golden cage. Her life is clearly arranged, but she can't even control her own birthday.
Together they:
Taming a shooting star - using milk powder cans to capture the fleeting light on a snowy field 5,000 meters above sea level
Share a campfire - sprinkle painkillers like cinnamon powder and see the reflection of the afterlife in the flames
Raising fireflies - those weak lights eventually spelled out the Tibetan word "reincarnation" in the snowstorm
When Jiang Sheng's life entered the final countdown, the three "people" embarked on the road to the top.
"Gu Zhao, look -" the girl who coughed up blood pointed at the sunrise, "the sun is giving us a golden ring."
"We call this snow, but it's actually the glow of unfinished wishes."
Key point: Jiang Sheng is attacking! ! !
Intention: When survival enters the countdown, every morning can become a birthday