Lin Yi is thirty-four years old and has been with Xia Yu for nine years.
In the past nine years, they graduated from graduate school together, survived the confusion of entering the workplace together, rented an old house together in Beijing, raised two cats, and bought joint insurance. Life is as smooth as a pool of stagnant water. Everything was fine, except that Lin Yi couldn't remember the last time he was truly hugged.
This is not a story of cheating and forgiveness. This is a crossroads in my thirties, faced with two difficult roads, and finally stopped and asked myself: What do I want? And how not to lose yourself in love.
Intention: About love, about choice, about long farewell, and slow rebirth.