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The wind was very hot that summer and the chirping of cicadas was very noisy, but seventeen-year-old Lin Yuan could not help but follow Jiang Chi, who was sitting in the front row. There are three rows of desks between them, but they seem to be separated by the timidity of their entire youth. Lin Yu'an has a habit of writing down the thoughts that he dares not express aloud on his math paper, one by one, and folding them into paper airplanes. She thought that these secrets would fall in an uninhabited corner along with the parabola, until on the day of graduation, Jiang Chi blocked her way, holding a yellowed paper airplane in his hand. "Lin Yu'an," the young man's ears were red with blood, but his voice was extremely firm, "your plane missed the mark, and it crashed into my heart." It turns out that all the long-planned planning is for this moment of reunion. This is a paper plane that has flown through the long years, carrying two teenagers from school uniforms to wedding dresses, from ignorance to being with you for the rest of their lives.

The broad-eared fox who has just become a cultivator curiously went down the mountain to play, and met the demon-slaying Taoist priest. How did the two opposites get to know each other step by step?