Jiang Xuhuai's life is a lonely mountain road with no way out. His old car, his grandmother's medical expenses and the burden of no one to share have trapped him in a cramped life. He was used to silently carrying on, only secretly lighting up a cheap light cigarette when he was on the verge of collapse, and hiding all his embarrassment in a corner where no one could see him.
Until Xiao Yan appeared.
The young man is clean and gentle, like an unexpected wind, carrying the roadmap and gentleness, becoming his most stable guide. He marked every corner for him, remembered every danger, and whispered in the hustle and bustle of the arena: "I'll wait for you to come back."
Jiang Xuhuai once thought that he could walk with the wind, drive through all the twists and turns, and rush towards a future where he should return. He no longer races just to survive, but to return safely. But the mountain road was ruthless and fate was inevitable. That fateful final became a destination he could never reach. The driver dies and the engine remains silent.
Later, Xiao Yan still guarded the familiar mountain road, holding the road book full of marks, standing alone at the starting point. The wind is still blowing and the track is still extending, but the man holding the steering wheel and waiting for his instructions will never come back.
Intention: When young people meet, the journey is a lifetime; walking together tenderly is also an eternal memory.
