Yuan is the island that always stays in the same place.
Xiyan is like the tide, coming towards her day after day. There are sighs, questions, and endless old stories in the tide.
The waves wash away the silence of the island over and over again, grinding the rocks into a gentle shape. During the ebb and flow, no one could tell us: if the road ahead is dark, we are each other's light.
Under the moonlight that year, the tide gently surrounded the island.
She heard the waves saying: Let's go together. No matter where you go, I will accompany you to the shore again.
Intention: The so-called salvation is to become each other's harbor.