Fang Dilan became the criminal investigation captain in his early thirties, and was admired and relied upon by everyone.
So in order not to let everyone down, she has been straining her muscles all year round.
No one can be hurt, no one can have an accident, no mistakes can be made - this has become the criterion for her life.
Like a string stretched to its end, it doesn't matter if there are tiny cracks.
Cui Zhanming lives in another way.
She has more jewelry than expressions, and more smiles than sincerity.
She is like a rootless flower, beautiful and loose, and can float away when the wind blows.
It seems to never stop.
Fang Dilan really couldn't stand Cui Zhanming - how could people live so irresponsibly, how could they not care about anything;
Cui Zhanming liked Fang Dilan the same way he liked cats and dogs.
And the case full of humanity and flesh and blood is like a mirror, reflecting what they each avoid: the inability to learn to let go and the elusive reason to stay.
They tested, collided and dodged each other, their hearts hanging in the midday sun, getting hotter and hotter.
Intention: How do we accept ourselves and how do we allow ourselves to be accepted by others?