When they were young, Shen Yao and Ren Chuan were the golden boys and girls praised by everyone. They were evenly matched and matched each other in chess. During the years when they grew up side by side, she had eyes for him and regarded him as a lighthouse, illuminating this endless dark sea.
"You might as well settle for the next best thing."
"I never found that person"
Ren Chuan always said this sentence lightly when she was most expecting it.
"I might just be looking for myself"
"We all are"
"We had each other, and we lost each other"
She became sensitive and fragile in love. After all, she was the first to understand this game in the name of love.
Leaving the body of love and regaining a new life, Shen Yao confronts herself alone in the wind and sand at dusk on the long road of life.
"You like me?"
"I can't bear to make you sad"
It turns out that the process of loving one's own first is like this. She slowly picked up the scattered pieces of herself, and the appearance of Lu Chi was like a gift from the universe to Shen Yao who had been alone for a long time.
Love never needs to be defined. When the lover appears, that is love.
Intention: The past cannot be grasped, the present mind cannot be grasped, and the future mind cannot be grasped.