At thirty-three, the winter she ended her fifteen-year loveless marriage, Su Fei sold the rights to her novel.
She had just one condition: the male lead had to be Lu Chenzhou, an actor whose performances were excellent but who never became famous, with stories in his eyes. For that, she was willing to accept four hundred thousand yuan less.
In the warm winter sunshine of Yunnan, he met her for the first time. She was crouched before a gravestone at the National Memorial Cemetery, quietly laying down one White Rabbit candy after another. In that moment, Lu Chenzhou suddenly understood: the woman who had given up four hundred thousand yuan for him had an unfathomably deep sea hidden in her heart.
From Tengchong to Hengdian, from gossip to the truth, from misunderstanding to understanding. It took him the length of one film to draw close to her. She would spend the rest of her life answering him: some acts of devotion need no words, and some choices are worth more than gold.
"Su Fei, may I ask to protect our time together from now on?"
"Yes. From today on, you are my time, and I am your way home."
This is a story about rebuilding after brokenness, about choosing and being chosen. Two clear-eyed adults stumble through this messy world, then finally recognize the shape of each other's souls.
