When Dai Qinglong took the pork rib rice from Sun Fanxi next to the trash can at the end of the alley, he never thought that this half of a warm lunch would change their lives.
He is a street wanderer who distributes leaflets. After his parents divorced, he grew up in his grandfather's braised food stall. He is a hearing-impaired assistant in a law firm, and his hearing aid hides the loneliness of being isolated from the world. With the agreement of "convenience for file organization", the crooked annotations and red pen corrections collided between the pages, creating a subtle tacit understanding, until the crisp sound of the hearing aid falling to the ground during a customer dispute awakened Dai Qinglong's clumsy protectiveness.
From the details of deliberately going around to say hello, to the cuddling of sharing a coat on a rainy night; from the stumbling gestures in the sign language corner, to the loudest applause from the charity performance stage - two souls marginalized by life, repeatedly pulled together in misunderstanding and proximity. When Sun Fanxi's hearing report turned red again, the contemporary Qinglong held the sign language certificate and said "I will accompany you". They finally understood: the so-called sunny place is never a perfect sunny day, but the light that passes through the gap of separation and is still willing to keep for each other.
The aroma of the braised food stall mixed with the smell of ink from sign language textbooks witnessed how two ordinary people used the warmth of pork rib rice and the seriousness of document annotation to boil each other's loneliness into the sweetness of the rest of their lives.
