In September 2015, on Siyuan Road, a girl with short hair turned around and shouted, "My name is Su Wantang." The boy dragging his suitcase stood there and felt that the name was like a flower in the evening breeze. He studied shipbuilding and she studied design. The two seemingly incompatible majors met again nine years later on the same ship - the ship he built with his own hands and the ship she designed with her own hands.
A story about dreams and love. From the campus to the shipyard, from the cafeteria ribs to the secrets on the steel plates, someone hid a sentence in the bones of the ship, and it took her seven years to discover it. She said, I have seen it a long time ago and have been waiting for you to tell me personally. Sweet, warm, from beginning to end. Thousands of sails have passed, but you are still there.
