Jiang Wanwan wrote to her husband the day before she was about to get married. It was also a love letter to herself. It was also a summary of her youth, entanglement of love and hate, and hard work, and a summary of everything in the past. She understood that love was not an illusory longing, but a reality that she had experienced before. She only remembered the beautiful moonlight on that midsummer night and the gentle wind. Everything started from that night. Her future life also took a different trend from then on.
Intent: Dare to love, dare to hate, heal each other, rationalist