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Qin Tian died of cancer at the age of thirty-five. After that, he would return every rainy season, but his memory was washed away by the rain. Like a familiar stranger, he got to know his wife Xiao Fan and son Lele again. A family of three loves and lives together during the rainy season, treating every day as eternity. But miracles come with a price. In the third rainy season, meteorologist Lu Shen discovered that Qin Tian's existence was disturbing the city's emotional energy field, causing "sunny rain" that went against common sense. Xiao Fan realized even more heartbreakingly that every time he "returned" and "disappeared" was accompanied by the loss of his origin. When both science and intuition pushed her to a cruel choice - whether to stop missing him and let him rest in peace, or to fight against nature and keep the phantom - she found a third way: no longer obsessed with "staying", but to spend all the time with him that she had never spent together. In the last rainy season, they revisited every corner of their love. This time, there was no pain when Qin Tian dissipated. He turned into an iridescent mist and gently wrapped his wife and children, completing the final transformation from "returning soul" to "protecting family climate". Love is not about changing your fate against the will of heaven, but about still choosing to dance in the rain after understanding the rules. When the deepest obsession turns into the lightest cloud, companionship takes on a new shape - it is the moist air after the rain, the condensed water vapor on the window, and the silent but ubiquitous "I am" in every breath.

Three years ago, Cheng Wan, the fiancée of civil aviation safety investigator Gu Xizhou, disappeared on the XY731 night flight. The plane had no wreckage, no black box, and no distress signal. It seemed as if it had been swallowed by the night sky. Gu Xizhou refused to accept "no conclusion", and the number on the top of her phone was a number she had not answered in three years. Three years later, anonymous tips pointed to a 0.5 Nautical mile radar deviation. Gu Xizhou restarted the investigation, and his partner was Xiang Nan, the radar engineer of the Air Traffic Control Bureau - the assistant on duty that night. The 0.5 Nautical mile error was a signal she misjudged as clutter three years ago and failed to report it. On that plane was her only friend. The investigation deviated from the conclusion: the transponder was manually turned off; a former aviation engineer boarded the plane anonymously, leaving the sentence "Some secrets are not worth bringing back"; the co-pilot's log wrote - "Tonight's night flight, someone is waiting for us. Not on the ground." Gu Xizhou finally learned that Cheng Wan was holding the hand of a strange passenger during the last eleven minutes of the plane's circling. That person lived until five minutes before landing, and she was never told the plane wasn't going to land. He did not disclose the truth. Some secrets are protected by disappearing people; living people are responsible for guarding the things they have guarded. On the day Xiangnan received the transfer order, Gu Xizhou said: "Losing contact does not mean disappearing. As long as there are still people who remember the waveform of the signal, it will still be there." She did not leave. On the radar screen, countless light spots move. She finally recognized one of them-it wasn't Guihang. It was the person who found the answer.

This is an urban romance drama. There is an old street in Jiangcheng, and there is a flower shop on the corner called "After the Rain Stops." The store only sells one kind of flower - white gardenia. The owner, Xu Nian, is 30 years old and has opened this store for eight years. Someone asked her why she only sold gardenias, and she smiled and said, "Because someone said that the flower language of gardenias is eternal love." That person's name was Lin Shen, and she left without saying goodbye when she was eighteen years old. Twelve years later, he was thirty-three years old. She waited for the first year and cried for a whole year. After the third year, you start to get used to being alone. After waiting for the fifth year, he opened this gardenia flower shop that he liked. After the seventh year, someone chased her, but she refused. After waiting for nine years, she heard that her father had passed away, so she went to sit by the river all night. After waiting for eleven years, she began to accept that he would not come back. In the twelfth year, she was thirty years old. It was raining lightly that day, and the door of the flower shop was pushed open. A man stood in the doorway, soaked to the skin. He had lost weight, aged, had gray hair on his temples, and there was something in his eyes that she couldn't understand. He stood there, looking at her, his eyes slowly turning red. He said: "I'm back." The flowers in her hand fell to the ground. He said: "It took me fifteen years to pay off the debt. I missed you for twelve years, and I gathered enough courage to come back in three years." He said: "I know I am not worthy of asking, but I still want to ask - are you still waiting for me?" She looked at him, tears falling, but there was a smile on her lips. She said, "No wait." He was stunned. She said, "I'm not waiting for 'you come back.' What I'm waiting for is 'let's go together.'" Outside the window, the rain stopped. Twelve years of waiting, fifteen years of hard work, all ended on this day. It's not that we're waiting, we're leaving together.