The evening breeze in the old streets of Lincheng remains the same year after year, blowing through the mottled old shops and shattering ten years of memories. Shen Yan guards a pick-up shop and has repaired countless broken old things and stagnant time, but he has never been able to repair the accidental separation of his youth.
A broken wind chime, an unexplained rupture, and a decade of self-imprisonment. He was trapped in his memories and judged himself, thinking that his paranoia had lost the only light. It was not until fragmentary clues quietly emerged and old friends who had disappeared for many years returned indistinctly that he realized that the cold separation back then was never unkind, but a forbearing protection that no one knew about.
Old things can be replenished and time can warm them. Those regrets hidden in the evening breeze and the tenderness sunk in time will eventually meet one by one and slowly reconcile after many years.
Intention: The regrets hidden in the evening breeze and the tenderness sunk in time will eventually meet one by one and slowly reconcile after many years.