Shen He was thirty years old and returned to his hometown from the army. He guarded a few acres of land and a farmhouse in the mountains by himself. He had not left this land for seven years.
Pei Yan is twenty-eight years old, a rising star in the business world. After a breakup with his family, he ran away in anger and accidentally ended up in this shabby courtyard where even the hot water had to be heated in advance.
The two people disliked each other at first sight.
One is talkative, strong, and does not know how to accommodate, and there is never a word "please" in his eyes; the other is sharp-tongued, arrogant, and unwilling to give in, and has never been left alone like this. No one thinks that the other person deserves a second look, but they are under the same roof, unable to escape or bypass.
There have been arguments, cold wars, harsh words, and long silences.
Later, I don't know from which day, Shen He started to prepare an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks, and Pei Yan began to be in no hurry to check out. No one spoke first, no one admitted defeat first - but both of them quietly put the other into the place in their hearts that they most refused to let go.
This is not a tender story, and no one softens in it.
It's just two hard stones that slowly wear out their warmth through the friction day after day.
Intention: When two equally matched people meet, it's not that one conquers the other, but that neither loses, but both are willing to stay.