At twenty-eight, Jiang Yier hit rock bottom after being betrayed by a friend, suffering a career setback, and receiving a health scare.
The cubicles she sat in day after day and the endless flights finally drained away all the passion she had started with. In a sorry state, she fled the country where she had once hoped to put down roots and grow.
On the day she landed, an old friend threw her a welcome-home party, celebrating her return to her hometown.
After a few rounds of drinks, everyone made plans to go somewhere else. As they hailed a cab outside, they ran into Yan Sui, who was leaving at the same time.
The man was impeccably dressed, his shirt and tie perfectly neat, carrying the casual ease of someone successful in his career. As people around him showered him with flattery, he turned his head and lit a cigarette, barely paying attention.
Her friend knew about Jiang Yier and Yan Sui's history and quietly asked for details.
Jiang Yier smiled. "We were young and clueless. Just fooling around."
After returning home, she tried to start over, but inevitably ran into setbacks. One night, on the verge of an emotional breakdown, Jiang Yier called a number she had not contacted in years and sobbed drunkenly.
The person on the other end stayed silent.
Once she had calmed down, she apologized for losing control and said she had called the wrong number.
There was a two-second pause before a quiet voice asked, "Where are you?"
On a midsummer street still wet from the rain, Jiang Yier sat on the steps, eyes and nose red, watching the person stop in front of her.
Neon lights blurred in the damp air. He stood beneath an umbrella, looking down at her with a cold expression. "Weren't you young and clueless, just fooling around?"
The man's eyes reddened the moment he met her gaze. "You actually came back, Jiang Yier."
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At eighteen, Jiang Yier dreamed of roaming the world with a sword, making enough money, and then bringing her favorite singer to their tiny city for a concert with an audience of ten thousand.
Ten years later, at twenty-eight, Jiang Yier sat in the special guest section and watched her dream come true with her own eyes, tears filling her reddened eyes.
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Yan Sui made only two wishes in his life:
1. To bring Jiang Yier's favorite singer to their tiny city for a concert with an audience of ten thousand.
2. For Jiang Yier to come home soon.
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Through every river and mountain in my life, every moment I fought to survive on a lonely island, it was all for you.
Theme: Love at sunset