This article, from the first encounter in the warehouse to the sunset kiss on the beach, uses twenty chapters to tell the story of Nanyu and Yuba's life.
There is no cliché forced dependence, no brainless misunderstandings. All conflicts stem from the shackles of identity, family, and era. All redemption stems from each other's steadfastness.
The fiery flavor of Malatang reflects the stubbornness and tenderness of the fish bones; the refreshing flavor of lemon fruit tea reflects the restraint and affection of Nanyu. The two breaths, from collision to blending, from confrontation to staying together, are just like their love, which has gone through wind and rain and finally become tender.
One hundred thousand words are condensed into twenty chapters, with no redundant descriptions, only compact plots and delicate emotions. All the bloodshed is hidden in the fetters of the past; all the tenderness is hidden in the daily fireworks.
May Nanyu and Yushi stay with each other for a lifetime in the hut by the sea, with spicy soup and lemon fruit tea year after year.
Idea: I want to write a little O with a special pheromone