This is not a weepy emotional story, nor is it a pure comedy with gags. Its unique flavor lies in the fact that the narrator stands outside the war situation and talks about the most chaotic relationships in the most sober tone.
A group portrait story with Lin Ruoqing as the chess watcher outside the chess game, Fang Zhe as the awakener inside the game, and Tu Gang as the silent thermostat. Everyone's secrets were told in the fire escape, digested by the oven in the small courtyard, and returned to their respective places in the final steam of the hot pot. Capable and restrained, cold to the core but occasionally boiling with a drop of scalding water - that drop of water may be a cup of honey water, a skewer of roasted lamb legs, or the words "I made my choice for myself."
At the end of the story, it's not about who wins or who forgives whom. Everyone gave an explanation - an explanation to themselves.
Purpose: "Respect the choices you make for yourself"