She wanted to make up for the "thank you" she owed him, but she didn't expect that she had been chasing him for thirteen years, and her feelings for him had changed from gratitude to secret love. When she finally came to him after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, she had to wrap up her little thoughts because he belonged to someone else, and licked the wounds in her heart alone when she dreamed back at midnight...
He returned across the Pacific Ocean, racing against time, but in the end he could only become a bystander in her life...
He was hurt by love and devoted himself to work, thinking that he would eventually grow old alone, but he was attracted by her beside him. But will lovers eventually get married?
In the name of love, you chase me, but when love tears apart the veil and turns into a sharp blade, whose heart is it stabbed?