Deep in the foggy alley along the southern coast, Su Wan guards the "Wanting" bookstore left behind by her grandmother, licking the scars of her original family alone in the old book pages and humid air. She was like moss in the alley, silently clinging to time until she met Lu Ze who came to restore the century-old arcade.
He broke in with the smell of sawdust and paint, and he could understand the yellowed old books on the top of her bookshelf, and also see through the wall she had built with indifference. He repaired the leaky roof for her, and she pasted old newspaper clippings for him. A tacit understanding quietly grew among the textures and faded letterheads of the old buildings of the Republic of China.
When Lu Ze's family forces threaten to demolish Wuxiang, and when the dust-laden family origins and secret past events surface, the two souls who are used to being lonely finally understand in the process of fighting against the wind and rain: the so-called sense of belonging is never about guarding a static house, but about finding the person who is willing to stand side by side with you and make the time warm.
The fog will dissipate, the lights must be bright, and love is the light that will never go out in the depths of the foggy alley.
