Lu Hengzhou held the hot sincerity in his hands, hoping to warm the frost that had not melted for years.
But some desolation is rooted in bones and blood, and some coldness is born as bait.
Across the aisle, there is a lifetime of separation.
A one-way journey that started seven years ago, a long sober and indulgent secret love. Lu Hengzhou, the 27-year-old VP of an investment bank, is a cold moon hanging high in the world, decisive in killing, aloof and inaccessible. He is accustomed to bowing his head and forbearing, accustomed to being paranoid and sinking, living his life like a lone dog chasing the cold snow, giving away all his enthusiasm, and willing to be trapped in the coldness of one person. Working from 9 to 5, immersed in the game of fame and fortune, all I want in life is to be by my side, and I dare not ask for even a single response in seven years. Jiang Qingyan, who is in the risk control center, carries an innate coldness and alienation, like a solitary trace in the snowfield. He quietly sets up a gentle cage, separated by an aisle, and allows him to run endlessly. He fished in silence, with indifference and connivance. Day after day, with his lonely body, he firmly grasped an obsession that was destined to have no repercussions.
It's a lonely dog running into the frost, it's enthusiasm drowning in silence, and in the end there is only sourness and sinking that no one can accept.
Concept: We are so close together that warmth cannot dissolve the natural loneliness.