This is a story of warm love and healing.
Whose first love doesn't have shallow bruises? As a girl, Lin Aiwei thought that she and her childhood sweetheart Gu Yuting would grow from a young boy to an old age. But the river of fate, which floats calmly, has never been within their control.
If it was fate that two strangers met by chance across hundreds of kilometers, then it must be absolutely ridiculous that Lin Aiwei and He Zhuofan met again in the same box a few hours later, and they were so close to each other.
When the flowers are scattered, who can find the one you love among all living things? Who can hold on to that soft spot in the ups and downs of the waves?
I hope the years will be peaceful.