In Northern California in the 1980s, the neon lights of Silicon Valley intersected with the old lights of immigrant communities. Under the prosperity of the golden age, there was an undercurrent of countless drifters.
Shen Wanling, the only daughter of a wealthy merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, is dressed in dark green velvet and has a rebellious streak. Her paintbrush is her only weapon against family marriage. Su Zhiyu, an elite Chinese lawyer, has a neat suit and an impeccable smile, but he maintains his dignity day after day on the edge of the game between China and the West.
When they first met, she saw through the coldness in his eyes, and he decided that she was just another young lady who marked herself with rebellion. A tug-of-war concerning the rights of low-level female workers tore apart the carefully constructed masks of each other - it turned out that his all-roundedness was the armor of survival, and her maverickness was the afterimage of escape. When the family storm and career collapse at the same time, the two pretenders are forced to choose: return to their respective safe zones, or stand side by side on the edge of the cliff to see what will be after the fog clears, whether it is an abyss or a sea?
A love that begins with prejudice and is finally exposed grows slowly but firmly in the morning fog of San Francisco and the sound of the Pacific Ocean.
Intention: Love is not about landing on the shore, it is about learning to stand firm in the tide