Core CP: China × United States, France × Britain, Germany × Russia, Germany × Soviet Union, South × Soviet Union, South Korea × North Korea
This is a story about "understanding" and "running towards".
In the old courtyard in Beijing, Porcelain was boiling sweet-scented osmanthus syrup, and America was holding up a copper spoon to draw hearts; in the Left Bank cafe in Paris, France was making cursive annotations on a collection of poems, and England was handing over hot cocoa with red tips; in the depths of the birch forest in Siberia, Russia was boiling and adding double With twice the amount of mulled wine, Deutsch tied the broken strings of his bass with wire just to play a song that belonged only to him; under the Peony Peak in Pyongyang, young Han held his guitar and stumbled while singing "Brother's Platycodon Soup". North Korea smiled and stuffed the Platycodon bookmark into his palm...
They come from different places, speak different languages, and have had misunderstandings and separations, but they have learned "I understand you" over the long years.
This is not a traditional love novel, but a global family story spanning Eurasia. From the sugar-painted pots in Beijing to the red cabbage soup in Moscow, from the rock and roll in Berlin basements to the dandelion fields in Belgrade, seven pairs of souls cling to each other in war and peace, noise and silence.
There is the jealousy of Valentine's Day - Germany and Yugoslavia compete to accompany Sue to play the harmonica in the alley, and the United States holds the sugar pot to declare its sovereignty; there is also the tender resonance of the night - Germany understands the roar of the factory in the Russian lyrics, and France understands the English's gentlemanly demeanor hidden in the rain.
When the star trails lit up, they finally understood: the so-called eternity is just countless ordinary moments, strung into a necklace by "I understand you".
May you and I both have someone who says "I understand you" and we may live together forever.
Intention: ch