"Heavy rains fall on Yan, white waves surge to the heavens, beyond the crossing at Guazhou, a fisherman's boat disappears into the vast waters..."
Dan Ling remained scorching under the blazing sun, yet as one entered the borders of Guazhou, torrential rains poured down relentlessly. Merchants were stranded by the river crossing, unable to travel in or out. The summer rains often behaved unpredictably—sometimes lasting days, sometimes ceasing in mere moments. People had grown accustomed to waiting, as three-day or half-day delays were commonplace.
Two strangers who had never met before sat together.
What happened next?
Next...
Of course, it was love.
