When she first met her, he was a high-spirited VP of an investment bank. He was cold and hasty in the financial world, but he stopped in front of the flower shop next to his home. She is the owner of a flower shop, and her fingertips are always stained with moist soil and the faint fragrance of flowers. When she smiles, her eyes are filled with a warmer light than in a glass flower room.
Their love spreads silently from encounter to encounter, but the late-night meetings at the investment bank and the early morning dew at the flower shop are difficult to reconcile. The elite circle of the investment bank cannot tolerate a flower shop owner, and the maturity and stability of the thirty-seven-year-old cannot support the harsh criticism of "same-sex couples" from the outside world. Gender barriers, age gaps, and social barriers are like thin rain, slowly cooling down the warmth of the first meeting. In the end, can the two of them continue to be together?
