The wind blew away the story, the heavy rain blocked the road, and the people in the distance forgot their way back...
Hu Qiqi stood on the deck of the sailboat. There was a gentle breeze and the sun was just right. She had thought about this day countless times. Everything went as she wished, except that Chen Xuan was missing. Maybe even after sailing around the world, she still couldn't let go of Chen Xuan. Over the past fifteen years, Hu Qiqi occasionally fell in love with Chen Xuan's name. She felt it was both strange and familiar. She missed her, but had no face to see her, and didn't know where she was or how she was living...
Intention: In this impetuous society, few people can have true love and cannot face their own feelings. Often in such a contradictory society, there will always be some love that is created by fate.