Freelance illustrator Su Wan came to Yunqi Town with the emptiness of creative exhaustion and the desire for warmth. Shen Yan, the owner of the independent bookstore "Old Time", is like an old book with a cold cover and painful codes written on the inside. His alienation was the armor against the endless self-blame brought about by a medical incident that devoured his life and career. An old towel handed out by chance was the crack in which she glimpsed the faint kindness beneath his ice.
Su Wan was attracted by his mystery and hidden vulnerability, and couldn't help but get closer, trying to pry open the door of his heart with understanding and companionship. However, Shen Yan was stung by the fresh vitality in her body, and was even more afraid that she would cause new harm. Approach, probing, warmth, resistance... Every cautious touch may detonate his deeply buried PTSD, or trigger her distrust left by the betrayal of her loved ones.
This is not a fairy tale about a hero saving a beauty. These are two souls with their own wounds, clumsily learning through misunderstandings, withdrawals, outbursts, and approaches: I am willing to light up a glimmer of light for you and illuminate your way forward, and your extended hand also makes me convinced that I am worthy of being loved.
