Under the Locust Tree in Liu'an Lane

There is a closeness, measured in millimeters. Tokita, an ancient book restorer, is a "quiet person" who is used to not being seen. Firefighter Lin Chaoyang is the kind of person who will be remembered among the crowd. Reunited many years later, they slowly began to get closer to each other because of an old propaganda poster, a copper book dial, and an old street called Liu'an Lane. There are no grand confessions, only windows that have been repaired again and again, a box of spring rolls on New Year's Eve, and the constant temperature difference on the well circle at 6:10 in the morning. If you also believe that some feelings don't need to be spoken out loud, you might like this story. Tokita is an ancient book restorer, and Lin Chaoyang is a firefighting consultant. She was mending time in the pile of old papers, while he was checking fire hazards in the alleys of the old city. Their work seems to have no overlap, but in an old street called Liu'an Lane, a book dial, a well, and a tree slowly intersect. This is a story about "seeing" - being seen by a person, remembered by an era, witnessed by a well and an old locust tree.