The three women are decisive in the workplace, but the editor of a print media, the administrative director, and the successor of an agricultural enterprise are all on their own in their relationships. Until I discovered that the pen in my hand, the stamp on my desk, and the fruit in my field were the real hard currency. Three women, a questioning about "is it worth it". Time pays off, and they are each other's 'ecological buffer zone'.
Neon splits the bustling city. The three girls once held onto each other's promises and ran into the torrent of adults side by side.
Some people devote all their enthusiasm to their true love, but in the end they only get an empty farewell; some people hide their grievances and give in step by step, and when the bottom line collapses, they have already crossed the line and cannot turn back; some people are forced to let go of their ideals and shoulder the shaky family burden alone.
The city rotates day and night, and misunderstandings, secrets, and rifts breed quietly.
They thought they were just separated, but they didn't know that every choice they made was quietly sealed by time.
Years later, a piece of dusty time letter is spread out, and the scattered fragments of the three people's lives are pieced together to piece together the truth - who concealed their feelings in the first place, who carried everything alone, and who personally broke the promise they made when they were young to never separate?
Time never speaks, but it describes their struggles and regrets hidden under friendship, love and survival that no one can see.
