In 2008, Lin Han, a sophomore in high school, lent Lu Yu a pencil in the examination room, and the secret time between the two teenagers in the abandoned piano room began. There were broken dreams in Lu Yu's music, and there was unspoken throbbing in Lin Han's silence. On the day when the college entrance examination results were released, Lu Yu suddenly disappeared due to family changes, leaving only a text message: "Don't look for me."
In the past ten years, the two have become the out-of-focus background in each other's lives——
Lin Han writes code in Silicon Valley, searches for "Lu Yu violin" every late night, and sits in the last row of major concert halls around the world, listening to the familiar sound of the piano gradually mature, break, and be reborn.
Lu Yu struggled in the vortex of paying off debts, losing his father, and repeating his studies. He measured the abyss of life with his piano strings and wrote letters that were never sent: "Today I solved a math problem you taught me..."
In the winter of 2018, it snowed for the first time in Beijing.
Lin Han was transferred back to China due to work and went into the pharmacy with a bad cold. When I looked up, I saw through the window the man who was tuning the piano in the music shop next door - a man in a black sweater, with a thin profile and the drooping eyelashes that looked like he was sixteen years old.
Lu Yu turned around and looked through the glass.
Ten years of time are frozen in the snow.
Intention: In the cold reality, using each other's imperfections to warm each other is a humble yet great courage.