This is a story about waiting. It took them fifteen years from their first meeting by the river to their respective ends of the world and then to their reunion in the second half.
In the autumn of 2012, by the river in the provincial capital. Twenty-eight-year-old Zhang Tianjun was sitting on the steps drinking. He was a civil servant from a small and medium-sized county in Shandong Province. He had been working in the National Development and Reform Commission for five years and was still at the deputy department level. He had no house or car and did not dare to fall in love. A piece of note paper blown down by the wind led him to meet Qin Siluo wearing a khaki windbreaker. She wrote a poem: "If life is just like the first time we met." He picked up the next sentence: "It's easy to change the heart of an old friend."
This is how a relationship begins. She is the backbone of the bank's credit department and her family is well-off; he is a rootless outsider who is struggling to make ends meet. She didn't care that he had nothing, he tried his best to give her a future. They thought that falling in love could withstand everything - until the tide of reality came.
She offended the powerful because of her persistence in principles and was marginalized; he went to work at the grassroots level and stayed there for two years. Distance, misunderstanding, fatigue, loneliness... There is also a woman who silently likes him in the county, and a senior brother who has been waiting for her in the provincial capital for many years. When suspicion and grievances accumulated, they finally said the words: "Let's separate for a while."
This separation lasted five years.
She went to Shanghai, started from scratch, and worked her way up to a branch executive. He stayed in the provincial capital and was promoted to director, but could no longer find anyone to talk to. They each met someone else and each tried to let go, but they could never uproot the other from their hearts.
Five years later, she was transferred back to the provincial capital. That day, he stood at the airport exit and waited for five hours.
