In the old town of Jiangcheng, Lu Chen, an engineer in charge of digital restoration of ancient buildings, met Shen Xingci, a star map algorithm engineer who had taken refuge in the old city after an autumn rain.
One is repairing the past, the other is calculating the future; one is guarding the bricks and tiles of the old city, and the other is looking at the vast starry sky. They reunited because of their old acquaintance, and because of their understanding of their hearts, they hid their most restrained affection in precise professions as they intertwined with each other and intertwined star paths.
But reality never has gentle algorithms.
The mother's Alzheimer's disease, the call of the aerospace industry, the death of her grandmother, the rift between class and responsibility, and the weight of online public opinion pushed the two off the track little by little.
Later, he guarded the old bell tower until his death and never married;
She went away to heal herself and never married.
When they meet again, their white hair faces each other, and the stars are still the same. They love, know each other, and miss each other, but they can only look at each other but not stay together, cherish each other but not accompany each other.
This is an extreme sadomasochism crushed by reality.
There are no bloody misunderstandings or entanglements.
There is only the regret of fate that could have been done but had to be done.
The sea of embers is boundless, but my thoughts for you will last forever.
