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I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the sun, but the sunshine has made my desolation a newer desolation... - Dickinson. Nine years ago, she mysteriously disappeared while pregnant. The last clue left to him was an eleven-second phone call to his police station and a thought that was too late to express. Nine years later, a strange warning call and two photos of her ignited his long-simmering longing. With the police's criminal investigation and his private inquiries, a large number of surprising secrets and past events came to light. In the thick fog, her face gradually emerged... We were once close to each other, once we were just one step away. On the blurry edge of good and evil, can he understand every choice she has ever made? At the brief border between reality and memory, he stretched out his hand to see if he could bring her back to him again...