[This novel is a bit of a tearjerker. If you're easily moved to tears, please have some tissues ready.]
What is love, if not a bond that makes people pledge their lives to each other?
On assignment from his organization, Qin Haofeng leads his team aboard a helicopter to a remote sacred mountain for geological research. After eight hours in the air, the helicopter and everyone aboard mysteriously vanish without a trace.
When they reappear, it is amid an air disaster, a hell on earth from which almost no one escapes, and the reunion of two people who once loved each other after being parted by death. It is also a profound examination of what love truly means.
What is love, really?
What is the highest form of love?
Do we only hope for the happy ending of "lovers finally united," or can we bring ourselves to tell the person we love, through our tears, "As long as they're happy, that's enough"?
Did you ever really love me?
Can love disappear?
Are two people who love each other destined to be together?
