Anke is a new energy vehicle engineer who has been stationed overseas all year round. He has a neat and free-spirited personality and is like a gust of wind wherever he goes. On her last night in Dublin, a stack of work papers was blown away by the wind in an old pub. A strange man in a black trench coat bent down to pick it up for her, folded it and handed it back. She thanked her and forgot about it.
What she didn't know was that he remembered her.
I remember the purple hairpin swinging in the corridor when I was a boy, I remember the way she laughed openly and enthusiastically in the crowd, I remember watching her from a distance many times but never getting closer. Thousands of miles away, mountains and seas, foreign nights, suddenly meeting each other. His face was calm, but a whole youth was surging in his heart.
She headed west, to the pubs of Galway, the dolphins and whales of Dingle, and to the end of the world in the far west of Ireland. He flew west, the route was adjusted, the flight schedule was changed, and the Dublin flight was temporarily transferred to his name. The two people are each pushed in the same direction by fate, without knowing each other.
This is a story about growth and self-knowledge. She chases the wind, he rides the wind, and the wind blows them together.
Intention: Time never fails the deep affection of silence. The people you put in your heart when you were young will be transported to you by the wind across mountains and seas.