In the lonely long night, the city lights begin to glow. A solitary woman, without makeup, wears a face full of sorrow. Glass after glass of strong liquor, cigarette after cigarette, yet none can dispel the melancholy in her heart. How to endure this endless night? She only longs for that special someone to arrive, but the phone goes unanswered, leaving nothing but sorrow behind. Thus, with a heavy heart, she rises and collapses onto the double bed meant for two, now occupied by only one, and cuts her wrist. 　　Perhaps out of pity for such a desperate soul, the little creature on the table suddenly comes to life, turns on the radio, and plays beautiful music. Yet the melody can no longer bring back the woman's spirit. Carefully, the little creature cradles the gradually cooling body, as if cherishing its own beloved, and rushes outside. All to bring the woman back to a vibrant, joyful world... © Douban