In the deep mountains of Wutong Valley in the 1990s, expatriate technician Shen Licheng met the lonely and simple Lu Xiaohu.
Accompanied by fields and fireworks, two people with their own concerns develop true love in the slow-paced rural life.
The shackles of the world, the separated mountains and seas, and the long separation all blocked this secret emotion.
As time goes by, the cinnamon fragrance falls every year. After half a lifetime, going around and around, those companionships and obsessions hidden in time have finally settled into the most practical togetherness in the passing years.
The whole story is a realistic narrative, slow to heal, and writes about the deep feelings of ordinary people for half their lives.
This is not a cool article.
There is no golden finger, no rebirth, no system, no boss, no one descending from the sky to save anyone.
There are just two ordinary people, an unspeakable sadomasochism, and thirty years of daily necessities, life and death.
If you are tired of those routines that turn you around in three chapters and slap you in the face in five chapters, and want to quietly read a story that is as real as life, with pain and warmth like life, then this may be suitable for you.
Purpose: To use a period of past events to interpret the forbearing love and fireworks in the world, and to witness the long and firm companionship of ordinary people.