"My name is Xu Qingyan, and I wish you a clear breeze, bright moon, misty waves, and a worry-free life."
"Hello, my name is Qinian. I wish my girl will be well every year."
That midsummer wind blew the sycamore leaves, bringing Xu Qingyan to him, breaking into his sight and into his heart. From then on, he was by her side like a knight protecting the princess. Year after year, year after year, but little did he know that his princess also liked him...
Later, they made a vow in midsummer that they would never be separated.
Concept: Love does not necessarily mean possession, it can also mean silent protection.