In my father's mourning hall, creditors are forcing me. A contract took her out of the abyss and into the quiet and picturesque thousand-year-old courtyard.
Bearing the shadow of his mother's death, Ye Wan became the personal restorer of Fu Xueying, the young head of an ancient painting and calligraphy family. Fu Xueying is as elegant as an ancient painting, but her eyes are filled with the loneliness of the snowfield that cannot be dissolved. While repairing the broken scroll, Ye Wan came into contact with her hidden pain; an identical cherry blossom bookmark brought out the unfinished love and regrets of two generations.
She is her warm tea on rainy nights, humming nursery rhymes to dispel nightmares; she painted a portrait of her with the inscription "May the spring breeze melt this ice." When rumors came, Fu Xueying protected her behind her in the name of "the inheritor of skills". Under the moonlight in Kyoto, the hot springs are dense, and the secrets of the ancient scrolls... Emotions grow quietly in the silent gaze, the light touch of the fingertips, and the exchange of rulers.
The invitation to study abroad made Ye Wan face a choice. "Go fly, Huan." Fu Xueying's smile was pale and gentle. Farewell at the airport, tears falling silently. Time in a foreign country conveys feelings, and cherry blossom bookmarks express endless thoughts. When I returned from the snowy night and opened the studio door, the lonely figure turned around - the stars in his eyes lit up and turned into gentle water waves.
"I'm back, Xueying. Your spring breeze... Is back." Holding hands and looking at each other, the fire crackled. The cage of fate is also the destination of the soul. Two lonely souls, in the beautiful and quiet courtyard, use art and companionship to write an affectionate elegy to redeem each other.
