You are the North Atlantic Current and I am the port of Murmansk.
After meeting you, my world became a ice-free port.
This is what Xu Bo wrote in his diary.
Chen Lu, the geography class representative, has never read her diary.
He only knew that she couldn't distinguish between continents and oceans, so he tore out the notes and copied them to her every time.
She only knew that his eyes would curl up when he smiled, and his heartbeat would skip half a beat every time.
During the fireworks during her senior year of high school, she confessed.
He didn't answer.
It took her seven years to turn around and take seven steps.
We will meet again in Changbai Mountain.
There was snow outside the window, and he stood in front of her, his eyes still crooked.
"Xu Bo."
"Yeah."
"I thought of many ways to propose."
"In the end we chose the highest place."
She looked at him.
He said: "When I stand on Everest, I am above everything else and only below you."
She suddenly remembered the geography class that day——
He pointed at the map and said, here is the warm current.
She didn't know at that time that the direction he was pointing in,
This is the direction of her life from now on.
Seven years.
She became Cherrapunji under her eyes.
Now the warm current has finally arrived.
The ice-free harbor waits for its spring.
Intention: You are the North Atlantic Warm Current, and I am the Port of Murmansk.
After meeting you, my world became a ice-free port.