Seven years are enough to turn an awkward boy into a composed CEO, and enough for feelings tucked inside an old book to ripen into a longing that lasts.
Lin Yanzhi returns on a snowy night just before the Lunar New Year, carrying the dust of the road and regrets he never voiced. Qing Teng Lane, the old street that holds his entire youth, is where his most treasured memories lie, along with the person he lost with his own hands. He thinks only memories remain there, until he opens the wooden door of Qing Teng Bookshop and runs straight into Shen Zhiyi, clutching an old book.
One is a seeker of light, finally returned with a resolve to make up for lost time. The other stayed behind, quietly waiting, with deep feelings never spoken aloud. Faded watercolor paintings, a maple-leaf keychain, yellowed handwriting on a title page, the corner shop that vanished from the end of the lane… Old keepsakes and memories intertwine, drawing them back to the days when they had each other.
Hot water shared on a snowy night, old photo albums brought out, fingers brushing by chance, a distance they try to maintain even as they cannot help drawing closer… The gulf of seven years slowly melts away amid everyday moments, and the love buried by time gradually comes to light.
This is a story of reunion and redemption, and a moving tale of two people choosing each other. Amid the warmth and bustle of Qing Teng Lane, Lin Yanzhi will finally learn how to hold on to the hand he once let slip, while Shen Zhiyi will come to understand that some waits are destined to end in a homecoming. The old lane is not old, and their love remains unchanged. Their story begins anew on this snowy night, opening a warm new chapter.
