His world fell into eternal night on the eve of graduation.
Shen Molang once had the brightest future and a pair of amber eyes, but a sudden eye disease took away everything, and he was trapped in chaos with only the sense of light. Anger and despair became his only armor, until the woman with orange fragrance appeared.
Her name is Cheng Yue, a psychologist hired by his mother. She was ten years older than him, and she herself had been wandering on the edge of the abyss of life. She used her patience and wisdom to pry open the closed door of his heart little by little. She secretly took him to feel the wind, listen to the sea, and let her fingertips dance on the piano keys again. Every glass of orange juice she squeezed for him was like a ray of light trying to penetrate his thick haze.
When he relied on her the most, she was forced to leave quietly. When he regained sight after surgery, there was no trace of her in the world. He searched frantically for the orange fragrance in his memory, but due to another fate trick, she chose to guard her silently in the corner.
When the autumn wind blows away the leaves, when the bridge is busy with traffic, when an orange rolls down at your feet... Will fate give them a second chance to reunite their lost souls?
This is a story about redemption and waiting, about age and courage, and about pure love that makes each other the only light in the darkness. When he couldn't see her face, he fell in love with her soul; when she couldn't hear his call, she still waited for his arrival.
