In the next year, no one will accept the straight ball attack × fishing system
The extreme pull of reason and sensibility, the fatal attraction of order and chaos. How many sunrises and moonsets will it take to complete this accident that started with coffee stains?
Lin Xubai, a 31-year-old architectural designer, guards his ancestral cafe on Nanshan Road in Nancheng. He obsessively wipes every coffee cup and uses a surveying and mapping instrument to measure the safe distance.
Jiang Tingye, a 28-year-old wandering painter, barged in with the smell of turpentine. He poured paint on his custom-made windbreaker, used coffee stains to draw apologetic swifts on paper towels, demolished load-bearing walls to remodel his studio, and always rubbed against his sofa on rainy nights.
- He restored the ancient painting "Autumn Moon over Pinghu" from a century ago and discovered that the pattern of the umbrella ribs contained the password of his ancestors.
- He renovated the leaky attic and secretly stuffed ginkgo love letters between the architectural drawings.
- The calico cat used the ledger as a litter box and wrote a German love poem from its paw prints
- Turpentine and cedar incense fermented on the rainy night, and the cracks in the gold frame and the gear earrings bite together to form the key.
When the restrained and rigorous barista meets the passionate and unbridled painter, the secret recipe of tung oil in the old letter paper of the Republic of China, the heartbeat frequency on the back of the canvas, and the century-old love words rusted in the keyhole are brewed into a cup of special latte in the mist and rain of the four seasons.
