There are always times when clouds are cast over families; and times when relationships meet their end. How people come to know one another is as miraculous as two seemingly parallel lines intersecting, but how one decides to trek along these paths and create intricate patterns with these intersecting lines is not a miracle; it is what we choose to do. Perhaps the only person who will always be by your side is yourself; but what is there to be afraid of? Even if each encounter is accompanied by an inevitable parting, the journey is not going to end easily when we all wish for it to be long-lasting.

As the mist thickens and the rain mercilessly falls, the three of them are standing at the fork in the road. She only wanted to have stability and happiness, he only wanted to put down the burden and soar to the sky, and he only wanted to retain the most beautiful scenery before the sky turns dark. Should they stop, let go and slowly move on, or look back and return?

每頭家也有屬於自己大大小小的煙雨，每段關係亦會有自己的限期。人的相識不過是以直線編繪而成、錯綜複雜的圖案；每一個相交點也是緣份所使。至於重疊，以至下一個分岔，便是看人的造化。永遠伴在你身旁的，很可能只有自己一人；誰怕？即使每次相遇暗示着別離，我們也會憧憬着與那人一起走更遠的路——她、他、他也不例外。她只想有一種安穩快樂，他只想放下包袱翱翔天際，他只想在天色變暗前保留着最美風光。唯煙霧漸厚、風雨驟降，微冷；站在分岔路口的他們，應該停下來，放開、徐行，抑或是回首、歸去？