[Short Story] Between the 27-inch display screen and the early morning of the 43rd day of overtime work, Lin Zhi felt like he was about to be digested by the cold city.
A phone call from Yunnan changed the trajectory of her life. An aunt she had never met passed away and bequeathed a crumbling old house in the mountains to her. The reason was simply that my aunt had seen her in the newspaper and thought her "eyes were tired."
With a hint of rebellion and self-exile, Lin Zhi quit her glamorous job and headed to the mist-shrouded mountains alone. What awaits her are not only dilapidated beams and columns, leaky roofs and overgrown weeds, but also a clear-eyed loyal dog Yuanbao who guards the old house, and the challenges that come with it that are far beyond imagination: a stretched budget, complicated approval procedures, a fierce collision with Chu Mu, a talented architect who adheres to the "original" design concept, and the initial doubtful eyes of local villagers.
However, in this pure land, in the process of repairing brick by brick, Lin Zhi is also repairing his own soul that is riddled with holes. She and the rigorous and rational Chu Mu went from arguing to understanding. During the countless late nights and early mornings they spent together, tacit understanding and affection quietly grew. Together they faced the test of wind and rain, worked together to resolve the knots among their neighbors, and integrated the ancient wisdom left by their great aunt with modern aesthetics to turn the B&B named "Guiyun" from a blueprint into a reality.
This is not only the rebirth of an old house, but also a story about escape, search and return.
