He had a crush on her for fourteen years and never said it out loud.
She left for seven years and he waited for seven years.
There are hundreds of unsent text messages in the draft box of the mobile phone:
"Is it cold in Tibet? I checked, it's minus 20 degrees."
"I dreamed that you broke the wind chime and woke up with a fright."
"If I can wake up from this operation, I will go find you."
She finally came back before the last surgery.
He handed a colleague a box: "If I don't wake up, give this to her."
Inside the box is a dolphin wind chime that was broken and glued back together, and a note from 2016:
"It's never time, it's direction. I'll be waiting for you in that direction."
The day she opened the box, he was gone.
Dolphins will stay for their companions, and they miss the whole time of falling in love for each other.
Intention: What goes around comes again and again, what you miss will come back