On the eve of the fall of Shanghai, he climbed out of the ruins with only one name in his mind.
The bomb shelter was empty and he didn't find her.
The moment she turned around, she was sitting under the plane tree, with a gray face, a bundle in her arms, and her eyes closed - like a butterfly that was tired of flying and finally found a place to stay.
He said: There is a boat by the river, the last one.
She didn't ask any questions and put her hand into his palm.
This hold lasts a lifetime.
From Shili Yangchang to the mountain city of Chongqing, from the smoke of the arsenal to the loquat trees of the old house in Ningbo.
He promised her peace for the rest of her life, and she accompanied him in his wanderings.
War, escape, the final letter in the air-raid shelter, the word "" posted upside down, the old pocket watch that won't go away...
"Wen Lu, will you still recognize me in the next life?"
"I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes."
Click to watch - the most tender reunion in the great era, a deep love that goes from troubled times to old age.
