"The Bridge Is Here, You Can Cross the Rest of Your Life"

Sixteen years old, a rainy season, and a promise. He said: "At thirty, you are not married, and I am not married, so we will stay together." Thirteen years later, Shanghai and Beijing, neon lights and sandstorms. She lost her heartbeat in the silent marriage, and he wore out his palms on the construction site of destiny. A bridge is built and collapsed in my heart. At the age of twenty-nine, a marriage that was falling apart faced a diagnosis of mid-stage lung cancer. All the silent watching is deafening on the edge of the cliff of life and death. "I might have to break my promise." This time, it was her turn to walk towards him. It turns out that the deepest love is to recognize each other's broken outlines and then say: "The bridge is there, let us cross it together for the rest of our lives." Purpose: A sincere heart can withstand the grinding of time, and its brokenness hides a glimmer of redemption - Across the heavy city, the wind and rain, and the chasm between life and death, the deep love that runs in both directions will never be let down. In the end, a bridge spanning thirteen years can be built, allowing the scarred two people to embrace each other in a desperate situation, and turn regret into the sweetness of the rest of their lives.