The evening breeze of late autumn carries the fragrance of osmanthus and blows into the cold light on the twenty-eighth floor of the office building. Xie Xun stared at the dense lines on the drawing, and the cramps in his stomach became tighter and tighter - this was his third year of struggling in this city, working overtime was the norm, taking root was a luxury, and the days seemed to be pressed on the fast forward button, with little time to breathe.
Until that rainy night, he accidentally turned into the narrow alley behind the office building and opened the door of the bookstore called "Guan Cen".
Warm yellow light diffused out, wrapped in the sweet fragrance of milk and the ink fragrance of books. Su Cen sat on a wicker chair and turned over Song lyrics. The tenderness between his brows and eyes was a relaxation that Xie Xun had never seen before. He is a bookstore owner who guards a small world, a lax person who can write about "searching for mountains and rivers, watching the mountains and listening to the wind". He and Xie Xun, who walks in a hurry, live in two different worlds.
Their acquaintance began with a free cup of hot milk and a black umbrella with the name of the bookstore printed on it. There are no dramatic scenes, only chance encounters on overtime nights, and gifts on rainy days. It was Xie Xun who helped Su Cen fix the loose bookshelf, and Su Cen left a lamp for Xie Xun who came home late.
The grinding reality never stops. Xie Xun has to face calls from his parents urging him to return to his hometown, and he has to endure Party A's repeated revisions of the plan; Su Cen has to deal with the nagging of his elders forcing him to go on a blind date, and he has to hold on to a bookstore that is not understood by the world. Two people with completely different paces walked slowly closer to each other in the reinforced concrete city, stepping on the wet marks on the bluestone road.
The calligraphy on the wall is still there, "Looking for mountains and rivers, watching the mountains and listening to the wind." It turns out that some encounters, from the moment the names were written, were destined to be bonded.
This is a slow and warm stay together, two lonely people, finding a peaceful place in Censhan amidst the fireworks of the world.
Intention: In the fast-paced steel forest, a dream chaser who walks in a hurry meets a confidant guarding a slow world. They use their tiny warmth to dissolve each other's loneliness and become the light in each other's tired life.