Dou Che likes blue, especially the blue of the sky around five o'clock in the morning in summer, the hazy blue. But in his few incomplete memories, he once had a hornfly, which was yellow and beautiful. He thought he should have liked yellow before, but now he prefers blue. I don't remember... Have we met?
Concept: The future is like the sky after five o'clock in the morning, full of hope and confusion