Next to the vast North Sea, Wu Yin looked at the bright night sky in confusion. He didn't know why he had been waiting here. The cold sea breeze blew him, the hem of his clothes was blown up, and the wind crazily penetrated into the sleeves. Wu Yin kept recalling the dream, but it was still blank, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down, and he couldn't breathe. Why...
Concept: Desirable love