The late spring rain soaked into an old bookstore called "Fifteen Hours". The young shopkeeper Lu Zhixing, in the sound of heavy rain, repaired the yellowed pages of the book, and also tried to sew up the embers of a heart-burning past. On an ordinary afternoon during the rainy season, observer Shen Jianqing pushed open the door and walked in, taking with him the coolness and water vapor of the mountains. His eyes, as silent as a deep pool, quietly resonated with the homemade "Twenty-Four Weather Map" on the wall. Since then, the rain every Thursday seems to have a definite shape. He records cloud images and data, and he restores time and words. They shared the silence of falling meteors on the top of the mountain, shared a bowl of warmth in a bookstore surrounded by heavy rain, and listened to the unnamed dampness and roar in the depths of each other's souls in countless moments where they were hesitant to speak.
Intention: timing