For eight years, Mo Xiaohan has been repeating a nightmare. It was exactly what Zhong Haoran said to her that summer eight years ago.
'What can you give me? What can I expect from you? I have nothing left, and my purpose is very clear now. You can't give me what I want, so I must leave you! Must! Please stop pestering me! '
Eight years later, Mo Xiaohan had graduated from college and had worked in a company for four years, but a mysterious fate pulled her back to that summer. Really helpless!