Clear Sky

The down-and-out designer Shi Jibai was plagiarized by his senior brother because his hard work was plagiarized. He was once reduced from a rising star in the industry to a "copycat" that everyone laughed at. When he had no way to find a job and was desperate, he was introduced by his landlord to a shroud shop deep in the old street that also served as an embalmer to make a living. Here he met the shop owner Yu Qi - a young man who was rumored by his neighbors to be "tricky, domineering and surly". He always had a distant coldness in his eyebrows and spoke harshly and directly, but he was ridiculed by idlers all the time. When "young people do things that are unlucky for their burials", they can always make the other person speechless with a few words; also when Shi Jibai clumsily learns to iron shrouds and mix make-up paints, he seems to be impatient and points out the details, but in fact he silently explains the details. In the courtyard behind the shroud shop, there is a group of people who have been tortured by fate: Sang Yihuan, who was once a talented artist, but was disabled by an accident and became irritable and irritable. He often broke things at night, and his suppressed sobs filled the green tiles; Granny Zhang, whose son was a drug police officer and had long since died, but sat in the alley every day looking forward to his son's return, with her fingertips He is always stroking an old safety button, and the melancholy in his eyes cannot be dispelled; A Chu, a girl who was born deaf and mute and timid but loves to draw on the ground with branches, always squats beside the rose flowers and uses lines to trace the world in her heart; Shi Jibai followed Yu Qi to learn the art of burial - arranging the deceased's appearance and tracing their eyebrows, so that they could leave with dignity and dignity. He gradually discovered that Yu Qi's mean shell hid the ultimate tenderness: late at night when Sang Yihuan was emotionally broken, he would hold a bowl of warm lotus seed soup and comfort her softly; he would silently bring a bowl of hot porridge to Granny Zhang when she secretly cried, and sit with her to watch the sunset at the alley; he would squat down and use his fingers to add a round moon next to the little man A Chu drew, making the young man's eyes sparkle. Shi Jibai also accidentally caught a glimpse of this young man who had already put down his painting brush, and would stare at the half-finished lotus picture in a daze. It turned out that Yu Qi also had a dream of being a painter. Only because the old man Chen who raised him passed away, he guarded this shroud shop that carried his thoughts, and put his painting brush and dream away together. On a cold moonlit night, Yu Qi knocked on the white door with a bottle of wine. During the conversation under the moonlight, he revealed Shi Jibai's identity as a designer and also revealed his past. When he looked at it, he could see the darkness in his eyes, and his tone was a bit stubborn and serious: "Don't let those bad things ruin you. You are a designer, so you should pick up your pen. That is your root." This sentence is like a pebble, making ripples in Shijibai's silent lake of heart. In the days that followed, he began to try to pick up the paintbrush again, and incorporated into the design the joys and sorrows of the world he had seen when he was buried, as well as the bluestones and fireworks of the old street. Yu Qi, on the other hand, still had the same hard-spoken and soft-hearted look, but when he stayed up late drawing pictures, he would silently place a cup of warm tea on the corner of the table; when he frowned at the manuscript, he would make a seemingly casual comment, but it would always hit the point. Two people who had been let down by fate stayed in a small courtyard and shroud shop, relying on each other's dim light to keep warm. They guarded the morning and dusk of the old street, guarded the joys and sorrows of the people in the courtyard, and also slowly reconciled with the pain of the past in the flow of time. In the gentle redemption, they regained their confidence and love for life. Cold and alienated, restrained and forbearing, bone-to-bone attack (Shi Jibai) × poisonous and cunning mouth, prickly feeling of being cold on the outside and hot on the inside (Yu Qi) Intention: Happy every day, lucky every day