Four years have passed since the event. Lost and changed, Ling returns to the society, uncertain about her future. People around her avoid talking about what has transpired, their meaningful whispers echoing in the void. One night, Ling meets her younger self from four years ago. They try but know not how to talk to each other. With the scar still throbbing, should the older express regret or encouragement for the younger? Would the younger question the older, can she sympathise with what she is yet to learn? An extraordinary time travel story about the melancholic self-reflection of one’s whereabouts, in the past and in the future.

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