At twenty-two, Qin Yan had broad shoulders, long legs, and a dashing presence. She was once a green card-holding singer who shot to fame overseas, but after an accident, she returned to China and stepped behind the scenes. Having witnessed the rise and fall of fame and fortune, she'd long since developed a steady, commanding presence.
When they first met, she thought she'd simply found an injured traveler who'd been left behind. Only after carrying him to her car did she notice that, though he looked slender and refined, with dazzlingly pale skin, his body was covered in mottled marks from the nape of his neck to his ankles, all hidden beneath his clothes.
In the overheated car, with his secret exposed, Qin Yan held his ankle and asked, "So, are you okay with that side too?"
Xu Qingyue covered his face. "I'm not! I didn't! Let me explain!"
Female lead: Qin Yan, 22, a popular overseas singer with a green card. After an accidental injury, she returned to China, changed careers, and became an independent film director. She heads to Daliang Mountain to shoot a short film.
Male lead: Xu Qingyue, 19, a member of a boy band. He'd just finished his arts college entrance exams when he couldn't handle being dumped by his agency's senior manager. He secretly ran off to travel and clear his head.
It was just a chance meeting, a brief crossing of parallel paths.
Sooner or later, he would return to the spotlight, and she would eventually set out toward a new life of her own.
But the mountain wind remembers. The February stream remembers. On that cold, damp afternoon, she held him, a disheveled mess, in her arms. For a moment shorter than a night-blooming cereus, two travelers shared a tenderness that belonged to no one else.
Perhaps it's a story between travelers, more fleeting than a night-blooming cereus.
Both achieved fame young and weathered their ups and downs. Their parallel paths crossed for a single moment, leaving them with beautiful memories.
Theme: After the storm comes the rainbow.
It won't be 2v1, right?
Qin Yan carefully applied ointment to Xu Qingyue's large and small wounds inside and outside, and the elastic touch of tender and smooth skin still remained on his hands. Looking at the pair of tall hills in front of him, Qin Yan's bad thoughts welled up in his heart, and he lowered his head and blew a teasing breath. Xu Qingyue was startled, and his muscles trembled nervously subconsciously. Still holding the corner of the quilt in his hand, Xu Qingyue looked back in confusion and saw that Qin Yan's head was almost stuck to his buttocks. Xu Qingyue was a little doubtful about life: Is his butt so charming? One or two of them wanted to bite it. "What are you doing! So close!" Xu Qingyue hurriedly picked up his belt to get up and get away from this big pervert. He didn't want to arch his body and instead pushed himself up to get closer.
Typo: No matter who you sleep with