(No system) + (daily) + (pure love) + (youth)
When Wenxi, an Aries girl who was as passionate as a summer rainstorm, rushed into the psychological clinic surrounded by cedar and sandalwood, she had no idea what kind of frozen city she would open with her sugar-covered fingers.
Li Mo, an ascetic psychiatrist who lives in order and distance, uses reason to accurately measure people's hearts, but he cannot measure his own hidden bipolar undercurrents. He was used to resisting the noise of the world alone among star maps and ancient books, until that girl named Wenxi, like a beam of sunshine that did not obey orders, stubbornly illuminated every corner of his dark world.
With tarot cards, desserts and unbridled sincerity, she tests the boundaries he draws again and again. He used silence, avoidance and an almost cold professional mask to hold on to the last line of defense. A guard on a rainy night and a malicious graffiti outside the clinic gradually shook the seemingly solid barrier.
This is an awkward collision of two worlds, and a silent game between reason and emotion. When a psychiatrist becomes the target of analysis, and when a fragile heart is exposed under the lively and cheerful appearance, can they find the answer to redemption in each other? And when the sweetness approaches, the hidden desire for control and the shadow of the past surface. Where will this relationship that started with warmth go?
A modern fable about healing and injury, bravery and cowardice, fate and choice, slowly unfolds in a space where sweet and medicinal fragrances intertwine.
(This is a love letter that has never been sent, and it is also the dream I promised her)
