Yuan Man, a technical secondary school graduate, is a delivery boy. His mother is seriously ill and he is deeply in debt. He is like a knife that has been repeatedly beaten by life but does not sharpen its edge, silently shouldering everything.
Chen Zui, an ordinary second-year-old, unemployed white-collar worker, is burdened with the gap between the expectations of his native family and the reality. He lives in the eyes of others, tired and anxious.
A rain and an unexpected stomachache caused the two parallel lines to intersect again. He handed over a bottle of water and held up an umbrella. From alienation to closeness, from silence to explosion, two scarred souls clumsily warm each other in the cold reality.
"Brother Man, the rain is getting heavy, ride slower."
"Chen Zui, go home."
There is no fairy tale about a prince and a princess, just two tired adults recognizing each other. They still have to worry about rent and worry about the future. But in that small rental house, there were warm porridge, tenaciously growing green radish, and clumsy but sincere protection of each other.
Delivery boy*Unemployed white-collar worker
Yuan Man*Chen Zui
Purpose: The toughest flowers bloom at the lowest point in life