The autumn weather in the south of the Yangtze River is thick, and the sycamore leaves in the old bungalow have fallen and grown again.
Lin Shen was discharged from the army due to an injury and was trapped in a wheelchair. He was trapped in this deserted courtyard, thinking that there would be only silence for the rest of his life.
Until Xie Lin pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a drawing board on his back, his eyebrows were gentle, and he moved into the vacant room on the first floor with his autumn sun.
He always paints by the sycamore tree, but his eyes always fall on the person in the wheelchair; he is a superb cook, does everything properly, and even takes care of it with a deep-seated familiarity.
No one knew that this encounter was never accidental.
Thousands of years have passed, and the old tree in the spiritual realm has fallen into the mortal world. The little black cat that was curled up among the branches has cultivated into a demon body and traveled thousands of miles, just to find his home and continue to stay together across reincarnation.
Gentle healing | Fateful reunion | Guardian at the end of the year | Gentle and attentive human landlord × arrogant and clingy black cat spirit
Time passes, year after year, the light in my eyes is always you.
Intent: This is a story about rebirth and gentle redemption. The frustrated ones who have lost their edge and those who are pursuing with obsession meet under the century-old sycamore tree. There is no vigorous love and hate, only the company of the long flowing water. Use the fireworks of three meals and four seasons to melt the ice in your heart, and tell everyone who is in trouble: there is always someone coming with warmth to accompany you through the cold winter, waiting for the flowers to bloom, so that the incomplete life can also have complete tenderness.