The largest typhoon in ten years hit Lanjiang City.
On that night of heavy rain, Yan Kuang lost his relatives who depended on each other for life, and also lost his lover who was close to him.
He was alone, fleeing the city like a bereaved dog. Going around in circles, he changed from one person to another.
Two years later, the two met again by chance.
Jiang Han said: I'm sorry.
Jiang Han said: I love you.
Yan Kuang warned himself that he couldn't, he couldn't make the same mistakes again, but the words came to his mouth and became——
Yan Kuang: OK.
Yan Kuang: I love you too.
Even though he knew that the front was a sea of hell and fire, he still jumped down without regret...
Before meeting Jiang Han, there was no light in Yan Kuang's world.
The physical evidence was stolen and replaced, and the admission notice was torn to pieces.
At the age of 18, he became an adult, but his heart died, and he died that summer.
After meeting Jiang Han, he knew for the first time what it felt like to be cared about and hurt.
He was like a little wolfdog, licking his wounds and guarding his "prey" under Jiang Han's protection.
Intention: Love is like aging wine, it will only get stronger and stronger.