Xiao Shuihe never imagined that someone who couldn't catch a single hint of romance at school would find romance flying everywhere during her internship in Y City. With a bunch of troublemaking friends all piled together, how could things not get messy? She went mad in the pouring rain for that person, then exiled herself to escape a love as ridiculous and pitiful as a lie. Years later, the moment a familiar voice came through the phone, her heart, silent for so long, fell into confusion once more. But the end of the end was nothing more than a three-year promise made in their youth, one with no future. Life doesn't start over. Can a love built on lies still go on?
Perhaps the evening breeze back then was just tipsy enough to intoxicate the heart and blur the eyes, so she couldn't see the fallen peach blossoms turning to mud.
Theme: Life need not be intoxicated by peach blossoms to be intoxicated by life.
