Five years ago, Jian Xin thought that Si Nan's "no longer in love" was the end, but she didn't know that it was a hidden exile sentenced to him by a "terminal illness". Five years later, a farce in which the landlord ran away pinned the estranged first love to the same rental contract.
In the shared house where they met on a narrow road, the poisonous tongue became the last disguise. He mocked her for making instant noodles for dinner, but warmed up ginger soup for her late at night; she complained that he kept a cat and disturbed the neighbors, but she clutched the cough medicine in the drawer when he coughed. When she brought her "new boyfriend" home to demonstrate, he shattered all pretense by saying, "Does he deserve to wear the couple's pajamas that you sewed by yourself?"
Towels in the bathroom, old books on the balcony, chemotherapy bills under the cat's paws... The past that was deliberately buried emerged from the collision day after day. When Si Nan clutched the medical examination report that clarified the misdiagnosis and said with red eyes, "I'm afraid you will suffer with me", Jian Xin understood what kind of clumsy affection was hidden in that breakup that just left.
From tit-for-tat to all-night talks, from pretending to be strangers to holding hands again, this cramped rental house will eventually be filled with hugs and answers five years late. It turns out that the meaning of reunion is not to go back to the past, but to confirm that no matter how far we go, you are still the only destination for the rest of my life.
