Nico and Jonathan were first encounter in the countercultural 1960s, the age of pleasure and indulgence. It all happened with Nico accidentally pick-up Jonathan’s cigarette on the ashtray. Their lives have been entangled forever since. However, struggling from quarrels, egocentrism, and misunderstanding, they ended up apart. This time “they” met again in the prosperous 2020s. Unfortunately, they were puppeted by fate again. The same scenery nostalgically reoccurred, and drifted them apart. If you were Nico, would you cave in to this chaotic destiny if you get another chance, in the name of love?