Five years later, Qiao Chuan'an stepped out of the airport in City A, pulling her luggage behind her. At last, she had returned to this place, where she and her love had been buried. "Mr. Chu, she's back." In the office, the man sitting in his chair frowned and rubbed his temples when he heard the news. "Is she alone?" "Yes, sir." The man waved him out. He stood and turned to look at the scenery outside the window, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "My Chu An, let's see how far you can run." He would return, in full, all the pain she had caused him five years ago…
