In the old days of Wutong Lane, there was a small flower shop called "Xia Shi". The owner Xiaoxia, with the tenderness of flowers and plants, guards a flower field and lives her life like a prose poem. What she brushes with her fingertips are not only rose branches and leaves, but also unspoken illustration dreams.
Si Yan's appearance was like a night breeze breaking into the quiet alley. This architect, who was under pressure from his family, was used to the coldness of steel and concrete, but the moment he opened the door of the shop, he was struck by the fragrance of flowers in the room and the girl's innocent smile. The wrench handed out on a rainy night, the warm mint tea, and the agreement on the rooftop flower stand gradually brought the two closer together.
The class gap, family resistance, and workplace turmoil are like dark clouds passing over the clear sky. He fought against the prejudices of the world for her and firmly said "you deserve the best"; she kept a gentle harbor for him and told him "take your time, the flowers will always bloom".
This is a two-way rush in the city, a story of an architect who is cold on the outside but hot on the inside and a gentle and tough flower shop owner, who redeem each other amidst the smoke and ideals. That night, the wind blew over the old window sill, and when the flower stand on the top floor was filled with flowers, they finally understood that the best love is when you understand my perseverance and I protect your dreams. The rest of their lives will be long, and they will watch every sunset and flower bloom together.
