Yang Xiaoyue finally understood that some things were destined to happen today in the future, such as her encounter with Tong Yunshang. At the street corner, in the vast sea of people, his cold and mocking eyes with insight into everything made her run away. She could pick up the clothes and hats she left behind, but could she pick up the heart that was suddenly lost? . . . Yang Xiaoyue is ordinary and ordinary, so she can't. In the face of love, ordinary people like Yang Xiaoyue are so eager and anxious. . . Love comes so fast like a tornado, but it is scary. . . . . In the same cloud, there will still be someone else, and we will be someone else. . . .