The dispute between Qiao Xia and Xu Bianlun began in the first professional class in college.
I mistakenly pronounced the uncommon word as 'permit'. As a squad leader. Embarrassed and magnanimous, she apologized in public, and the way the young man leaned against the window and looked over quietly remained in her heart.
A hallway chat.
An unintentional comment accidentally fell into Xu Haocheng's ears. He mistakenly thought that she annoyed him at first sight, so he deliberately avoided her from then on.
For ten whole years, I just hid like this.
Ten years later, during the Wuyuan renovation project, the two accidentally bumped into each other.
She insists on "repairing the old as before" and persists in protecting the original texture of ancient buildings. He was in charge of structural safety and advocated scientific reinforcement, but there were sparks in the first review and tit-for-tat confrontation.
Why can't the plans be unified?
All the staff might as well be stationed together in the garden and become neighbors separated by a wall. The fate is so capricious.
After spending time together day and night, the barriers in the past melted away little by little.
An ancient building leaked water late at night during a heavy rainstorm, and the two of them worked side by side to rescue...
In the dark warehouse, her mood was completely disturbed, just by saying "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Ten years ago, he hid his joy and gave in alone. But I never let it go, year after year.
Corridor after the rain...
Holding the mortise and tenon building blocks, Xu Yunluo spoke softly: "No matter how good the mortise and tenon joints are, no matter how long the detours are, they will eventually fit together perfectly."
It spanned ten years.
Those forbearing heartbeats hidden in the drawings, building blocks, and wind and rain finally overcome the misunderstanding.
I bumped into each other, with her in midsummer...
Concept: The story begins with a misunderstanding of the pronunciation of "", using the restoration of ancient buildings as a metaphor for reconciliation, telling the story of the male and female protagonists growing up side by side across ten years of misunderstanding, and conveying the emotional core of communication and cherishment.