Painted Bones and Flowers

In the summer after the college entrance examination that year, Shen Yunwei was eighteen years old. Every time during this busy season, she returned to her grandmother's flower shop to help. Her life in the small town was comfortable and comfortable, but her grandmother always touched her hair and said, "We, Yunwei, are clouds in the sky and should float far away." The days in the town are as slow as the river in front of the door. The old house opposite the flower shop, which has been locked all year round, Shen Yunwei always thought was abandoned and became a tourist attraction to check in and take photos at the door, but one rainy night the lights were turned on. The person who moved in was a young man who rarely went out and occasionally came out to take out the trash in the evening. Shen Yunwei looked at him through the glass window of the flower shop and felt that this man had a tiredness that "didn't want to be seen". She quietly placed a bouquet of flowers at his door to welcome this new neighbor. From then on, the two lonely souls came close to each other amidst the chirping of cicadas and the fragrance of flowers. One day in late August, Shen Yunwei shared the dried fruits made by his grandmother with his neighbors as usual. The door of the old house opened, and Zhou Linyue stood at the door, holding a withered flower branch in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't let go, I'm leaving." Shen Yunwei was shocked: "Leave? Where are you going? Are you coming back?" "When I go back to City A, my family's company is going bankrupt. I have to go back and deal with it." In the third year after he left, Shen Yunwei went to city A as an exchange student. As a trainee reporter, she interviewed the chairman of the Zhou Group. It was only through the photo that she recognized it was Zhou Linyue. Pushing open the door of the chairman's office, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the man in a suit and leather jacket turned around, looked at the press pass on her chest, and said with a deep look, "Sit down." After she sat down and made preparations for the interview, Zhou Linyue looked at her face, and they both recognized each other. In front of the camera, they pretended to meet for the first time; outside the camera, they could see the tears in their eyes and the surging love through the screen. The latter two experienced many difficulties and setbacks to save the group's development space, and also verified each other's sincerity under the complex work environment and family pressure. There was a time when people we thought would never appear again in our lives came back to each other. In retrospect, we called it fate. However, the word fate needs to be cherished and protected by each other. May all lovers in the world finally get married! [Sweetness: Secret love is sour in the early stage, and straight ball is really fragrant in the later stage] Intention: The real encounter is not the joy at first sight, but the choice to get close to each other when they are at their lowest point.