Ximiao's only love and talent is the quiet world under the blue water. From the district team, the city team to the provincial team, she is like a fish swimming upstream, swimming step by step towards a wider world.
Until she saw a familiar name on the entry list for the first national competition - Wen Xun.
Different provinces, different teams, Ximiao thought it was just a coincidence. But the whistle sounded at the end of the mixed relay race. Before she could finish taking her clothes, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a deserted corner.
"Sister, we meet again."
The little boy who was thin and silent in the hospital was now standing in front of her, with aggression and obsession in his eyes.
He thought about her for many years.
The river of fate finally rushed two separated fish into the same fish tank.
Intention: The years become more peaceful because of youth's unremitting efforts, and the world becomes more beautiful because of young people stepping forward.