Looking Back on Those Wild, Windy Days

A heartfelt work, written entirely by the real designer Liaoliao Yiji, the only such work in many years. It lays bare the tangled loves and hatreds of designers, art students, and business elites, and tells of young people's hardships and struggles in the workplace. There are rich heirs, but this is no lightweight story; there is love and hate, but it is no tragedy; there is sweet romance, but no brainless nonsense. It offers the most realistic portrayal of a group of builders in the city who have made a home of a place far from where they came from. He is a lone wild goose at the pinnacle of a world of splendor, secretly lonely amid his power to turn the clouds and rain. She is a free-spirited fish, nimble as a sprite, who swims into his lonely gaze. He has a wife in name, and she has someone else by her side. Their divide is more than just status: it is the chasm between their families. They were destined never to cross paths. Even one more word would be a sin. Yet their love runs deep, binding them in a tangle of passion and pain, consuming the years. Only by soaring to the heavens can I win your regard; let me fight for the bond fate granted us in this life, so that we are strangers no more in the years to come.