That year, 18-year-old Lin Zhen landed at the Los Angeles International Airport, heading towards the great sunshine of California and a new college life. Little did he know that a destiny for him would also begin here.
However, three years later, when the plane flew from Los Angeles to Boston, Lin Zhen, sitting by the window, took one last look at the land that was gradually moving away. He knew that he would never be able to return to Los Angeles, because every corner here was filled with memories of him. In these overwhelming memories, he could not find any place to hide, so he could only flee far away and never come back.
Fortunately, he had thought that the heavy snow in Boston had buried all memories of him. Unexpectedly, no matter how long the night was, it would still not be able to cover up the brilliant California sunshine of the past.
Intention: Love is like chasing the wind