My Paper Plane Has Never Flown in Her Sky

This is a long confession about growing up and missing out. From Spring in the North to the End of the World, Li Muzhou spent his entire youth understanding a truth: some paper airplanes are not meant to arrive, but to let us see our desire to fly at the moment of takeoff. When the last bouquet of dried flowers was sent to Beijing, and when all the unfinished love found its home, Li Muzhou finally reconciled with himself - it turns out that the most beautiful thing in life is not the moment when the paper plane arrives, but the arc that it traced across the sky when it bravely took off. This is a story for all those who carry regrets but still move forward. About those unrequited secret loves, the fate that passed by, and the gentle reconciliation with oneself in the end.