The disparity in family background and hand defects used to be the deepest invisible gap between Wang Jingjing and Zhang Feng.
On the day the college entrance examination ended, an admission notice to go south to the seaside and an admission notice to go north to the capital pushed two happy teenagers to two cities thousands of miles apart.
During the three years of college, a thick stack of round-trip train tickets was the most faithful token of their love; running across mountains and seas again and again was the hottest testimony of their young love. On the southern seaside, there are shells they picked up with bare feet, and the waves carried the sea breeze, blowing away countless green murmurs; under the red wall in the north, there are their footprints walking side by side, and the flying corners of the palace eaves reflect the warm sun, freezing countless small companionships. Friends' jokes, late-night phone calls, and brief get-togethers in exchange for saving up living expenses made this long-distance relationship warm and long-lasting. They once thought that this youthful determination could withstand the passage of time and break through all obstacles in reality. Until the winter vacation of their junior year, the clear opposition of the two families and a few light gossips from neighbors and relatives quietly shattered all their expectations for the future.
Many years later, Wang Jingjing decided to move his studio back to the south, set foot on his hometown again, and suddenly reunited with Zhang Feng. Peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains are still in full bloom every year, as if they are still waiting for the person who promised to return. Can those pasts that have been forcibly torn apart by reality, and those longings buried deep in the heart that have never faded, allow these weather-beaten former lovers to truly cross the mountains and seas and reunite?
