Her name was Lin Zhiye, like a gardenia growing quietly; his name was Chen Ye, the unruly wild wind that blew through her entire youth. A farewell without saying goodbye when they were young led the two to completely different trajectories. She thought time could dilute everything, until she was twenty-five years old, when the gears of fate turned again. When the young wild boy puts on a uniform and becomes a policeman guarding the city; when the former little girl puts on blue nail polish and bumps into him again in the vast sea of people. The wild wind stopped just to kiss the late-blooming gardenia.
Intention: Reshape oneself in "loss" and "reconciliation", love is the same destination after "traveling separately"