Letters from Qiluo Lewis
For more than a decade, Chen Wan kept his unrequited love perfectly contained, never once receiving a reply.
Then Zhao Shengge really did write back, gave him a ship named “Keats,” and added the rest of their married life to his courtship plan. Everyone thought this was the happiest ending the story could have.
Until, just before the final inspection at Baoli Bay, an anonymous email landed in Chen Wan’s hands: tidal data had been deliberately altered, and during the next extreme storm, the full-moon shipping lane might steer a massive vessel into the wrong waters.
Going public would mean personally shutting down the project that had made his name; staying silent would leave an incalculable risk for the future.
This time, Zhao Shengge could help him weather the storm, but he couldn’t choose the course for him. Chen Wan, too, finally has to learn that loving someone doesn’t mean always arranging everything perfectly. When you can’t, you still have to be willing to say, “I need you.”
Meanwhile, Shen Zongnian and Tan Youming fly to Rotterdam with the same suitcase. One is used to cutting ties before losing someone; the other has never seriously considered how to live without him.
The tide will recede, the beacons will go dark, and any letter might get lost in the mail.
But a true reply never reaches its destination just once.
