Some fish go upstream, desperate to get where they want to go; some fish go down the river, taking advantage of the tide to find a place to settle in rich waters; some fish become delicacies on the dinner plate, and some fish are still wagging their tails wantonly in the deep sea. Every fish has a different destination, just like people in the world, each has its own path and its own choices.
At first, Zhao Qi was like an inconspicuous fish in a school of fish. He was carried forward by the undercurrent of fate, and he couldn't even control his direction. Until one day, he set out from the familiar academy, left a city, rushed to another unfamiliar fireworks, and then went to a more distant place. He embarked on the journey through the mud and starlight, but in his heart he persistently wanted to find a place where he truly belonged - a "water area" where he could stop drifting with the tide and truly settle down.
People on the road always built invisible barriers around him: his father looked at his back and said in a deep voice, "I hope you can cross this mountain of mine", with heavy expectations hidden in his tone; his cousin sneered at him for not overestimating his abilities and asserted that "you will be like this in your life", full of contempt; the figure who reunited after a long separation sighed softly, "childish"...
He didn't know how long this chase would last, and he wasn't sure whether he would be able to live without regrets in the end. But whenever he heard the sound of wind passing by his ears at night, and thought of the fish jumping out of the water wantonly in the sea, he would clench his fists and continue running towards the waves ahead - one after another, even if he was injured all over, he wanted to find his own vastness and stability on the way to chase.
