On a dusk rain, travelers from two places met by chance at a Linjiang wine shop.
Mo Chen is carefree by nature, and can only be serious when faced with trouble; Yun Xuan is calm and steady, and has a destiny that others don't know.
The two traveled together in the rivers and lakes, and along the ancient roads, the osmanthus trees bloomed year after year.
The fragrance of cinnamon spreads across the mountain crossing, hiding a silent prayer.
He hopes that he will be safe every year, but he can't wait for his own next year.
Intention: In a limited life, give the best wishes for the rest of your life to those who are on the same journey. You don't want to be with them until you grow old, but you only wish that the other person will live happily every year.