Cheng Mengran grew up between poverty and family ties. She participated in high-risk drug trials and used her life as a bargaining chip to find a way to survive. Bai Yuancheng, who grew up with her, always wanted to pull her back to the light.
Cheng Mengran thought that as long as he was quiet and sensible enough, he could get a corner of peace; Bai Yuancheng thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could stay with her. But they were all wrong. The sand can still leave some traces when it passes through the fingers. But some lives are like the wind at the fingertips, no matter how hard you catch it, you can't catch it.
Intention: Life is like a wind at your fingertips, nothing can be retained