The rainy season in Chadong came and went, and the white pagoda collapsed and was repaired.
Seven years after her grandfather left, Cuicui still guarded the ferry, guarding the words "Maybe come back tomorrow."
She thought that this long wait would take her whole life, until that evening after the rain, the familiar figure returned in the dusk.
He is the unhealed wound in her heart and the only song in her dreams.
This time, he no longer ran away from guilt and the past; this time, she no longer remained silent and flinched.
From their first meeting under the moon to their reunion on the ferry, spanning seven years of time and landscape, they finally turned the unspoken "I do" into their daily necessities for the rest of their lives.
The water of the White River flows quietly, and the ferry shakes the moonlight.
This time, there is no mistake, only good times.
Intention: to continue the simple and elegant writing style of the original work and restore the purest style of western Hunan.