Eight years ago, EOD special police officer Shen Lie and his first love Xu Nanfeng broke up due to practical resistance and misunderstanding. The words "no more contact" made the two strangers. Eight years later, during a rare snowstorm in Mobei, Xu Nanfeng's car broke down on a deserted national highway. In the howling wind and snow, an off-road vehicle came through the snow. The car door opened, and Shen Lie, who was wearing a black jacket, was chewing on half a cigarette. His eyes were as cold as knives, but the moment he saw her clearly, the fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly. "Why are you?" He turned around indifferently, but when he was repairing the car, he pushed the only heating stove to her feet. Xu Nanfeng thought that he had forgotten her long ago, until one day, she was in Shen Lie's modification factory and found that the yellowed bomb disposal manual contained a photo of her when she was eighteen years old. The unruly tough guy who is burdened with huge debts from his native family and the pain of retirement, and the venture capital queen who seems cold but is in fact persistent and affectionate, are in the quagmire of reality and the love of the past. "Shen Lie, do you still love me?" In the darkness, the man pressed her against the car door, his voice hoarse and fierce: "Xu Nanfeng, I have never had feelings for anyone else in my life."
