"My watch stopped at the moment I met you, but your time was missing for two whole years - how can we fall in love like this?"
Lin Wanxing is a craftsman who repairs clocks, but he cannot repair his own watch that is always five minutes ahead. Lu Shi'an was the architect who designed time, but he left twenty-four months blank in his life. They meet at dusk in the museum, one collects "time specimens" and the other builds "dislocation space".
She sealed important moments in glass bottles, thinking that they would last forever. He designed ginkgo leaves that never fall to the ground, a metaphor for all the pending farewells. They fell in love in the cracks of time - she walked with him through the corridors of childhood, and he showed her the stairs of love, but stopped in front of the door of the "Eternal Room".
"Don't fix my past," he said. "Some cracks exist to remind us of why we were broken."
But Lin Wanxing has already seen it: hidden in the blank space of those two years is a woman's name, an unfinished wedding, and a memory that Lu Shi'an tried to seal with all the architectural language. What's even more cruel is that she discovered that her watch was not five minutes fast - it had not moved since they met.
It turns out that the deepest time difference is not that you didn't know when I loved you, but that when we finally synchronized, we found that we were already at two ends of the story: he was stuck in the past that he could not move forward, and she was stuck in the moment that she didn't want to leave.
Intention: Learn to love each other's "incompleteness" in a time that cannot be synchronized