One autumn, the fate of the two begins. Will it finally be the five years of Huang Liang's dream or the moment when his wish comes true?
The world always has different coincidences, but I think our encounter is the foreshadowing of the red thread entwined every day. Time is always like gurgling water, and a moment is like a year.
"At the beginning of the story, the hot summer sun occasionally soothes the hot campus, and the breeze between you and me begins."
"I met you in the midsummer breeze, and slept in the snow hidden in the biting cold wind."
Intention: I love you