Her Island, His Shore

The first time I met him was at a hotpot party in Cardiff in the winter. As she took off her coat, her fingertips brushed against his neck and she whispered "I'm sorry." He looked up and saw a girl as skinny as a chrysanthemum wearing an old coat. He didn't know her name, but he somehow remembered the scene. Later she found out that he was the only son of Baiyushan Group and the "Prince" of a domestic pharmaceutical giant. And she is a girl from a working-class family in a small town in Jiangnan. Two parallel lines that were supposed to never intersect began to get closer and closer after that night. He thought he was chasing a "different" girl. She thought she was just taking advantage of a resource that happened to be useful. But when the New Year's Eve fireworks lit up the bay, they simultaneously discovered that they were all moved. After they got together, they understood: two people who don't know how to love desperately want to be good to each other, but some sincerity hurts more than hurting each other. She didn't want what he gave her; he couldn't give her what she wanted. "Aren't you approaching me just to take advantage of me?" "Are you approaching me to play with me?" Until later, Bai Yushan New Drug was questioned for falsifying financial data, and she wanted to interview him. In the conference room, he looked into her eyes and said, "I guarantee with my personality that there is no fraud." She asked: "How much is your personality worth?" He lowered his head and said softly: "In your eyes, it's probably worthless." Some misunderstandings take time to resolve. Some people have to wait a lifetime to come back.