The snow in Tianjin and Hong Kong has been falling for eight years, and we finally waited for this belated reunion.
Lu Shiming thought that he had already buried Jiang Che together with the broken guitar in the summer night when he was seventeen. He became an emergency doctor walking on the tip of a knife, using a scalpel to sew other people's wounds, but he could not mend the cracks in his own heart.
Until Jiang Che came back dressed in the wind and snow, he changed from a billionaire technology upstart to a patient in front of him who needed sutures for his wounds.
"Lu Shiming, your hands are still so cold."
One sentence is enough to break the pretense of calmness.
Eight years ago, he was a coward who let go for "protection";
Eight years later, he was a deserter suffering from depression who just wanted to leave the game with dignity.
But Jiang Che refused to give him this chance.
He pressed forward step by step, just like he did eight years ago, with a force that could not be refused, trying to pull him back into his own world.
It's just that Lu Shiming didn't know at that time,
The unsent letter from that year contained a truth that neither of them knew;
And this unexpected reunion was never a coincidence, but a desperate counterattack that Jiang Che had been planning for eight years.
"If you receive this letter, will you remember the promise we made that snowy night?"
——"Late Letter"
Concept: Love will not disappear due to time and separation
