In the autumn when he was twenty-six years old, Wu Yingxiong met Lin Wanyi on the overpass below the company.
She held up her camera and pointed the lens at the city skyline, which was clearing after the rain. The wind blew her long hair, revealing half of her thin profile. At that moment, Wu Yingxiong seemed to have been pushed hard, and he staggered back to the summer six years ago - the summer when he chased her for three full years and couldn't even say "goodbye" in the end.
When we met again, she was the photographer hired by the company, and he was the outstanding employee who was photographed. She looked at him through the lens like a stranger. He thought she had forgotten him a long time ago, but the old photos he sent to her online disk late at night got her to say, "See you in the studio at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
Four years. Why is she still alone? Are the reasons for rejecting him true? Why does that elegant and wealthy gallery director always appear next to her?
What Wu Yingxiong didn't know was that there was a secret about him hidden in Lin Wanyi's camera. And that secret is enough for all belated love to find its way home.
This is a story about miss and reunion, misunderstanding and perseverance. Time will give the truest person the most gentle answer.
