Haotian Guan

It was a winter night in Xiamen, a time for young people. Electronic music, dancing—in this murky space, Jiang met Xiaoyu for the first time.

She and he are like too many young people in this city, full of fantasies but often with nothing to do. She has a band that is rehearsing tonight, but she doesn't know when they will perform yet. He came to see her, he wasn't quite used to such an occasion, but he still came. After the performance, they went for a walk together, and the night passed like many ordinary nights.