Three years ago, western Sichuan.
She was covered in scars and left her last indulgence on National Highway 318; he pretended to be a poor student, but was actually the heir to a wealthy family. He was young and passionate, and gave his first heartbeat to a woman of unknown origin.
Getting entangled in the RV, kissing under the stars, and making love on the pass five kilometers away. She thought it was just an affair--it should end at dawn.
So one morning, she left without saying goodbye, taking with her a secret that he must never know, and disappeared together with her name.
Three years later, Haicheng.
She is the most inconspicuous employee in this small company. She wears white washed clothes and hides herself in a corner.
He was the president sitting on the 29th floor of the headquarters, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but he suddenly appeared in this company.
She wanted to run away, but he wanted to chase her. She said they would meet indefinitely, but he said: I can't let you run away again.
The first half: a hormone-filled highway encounter, full of food and sex, and hearty moments.
The second half: the emotional push and pull of adults, there is no mention of love in every word, but love is everywhere.
Sailing in the fog, unable to see the way forward clearly, she was hiding in the fog, and he was searching in the fog. Hazy, restrained, forbearing, but never giving up.
This is a story about running away and waiting, brokenness and healing.
