Li Xinyu pushed his luggage trolley and mechanically shuffled along with the crowd toward the airport exit. He felt a little feverish, so he took off his coat and draped it over the trolley handle. He had felt unwell on the plane, too. He thought he might have caught a cold because he had worn too little at the hotel the night before. He had no idea that the deadly virus had already entered his body through his breath during the flight.
Theme: Breaking through the divide between life and death, so that lovers can meet again.
The paragraph is a bit too long~