When people reach middle age and walk around the world, everyone wraps themselves in a layer of hard and heavy armor. Some people have been dealing with disputes in the workplace all year round. They are considerate and sophisticated in dealing with others. Outside, they are strong men who are respected by others and strive to be the first in everything. They are used to shouldering all difficulties alone. But when they return to their own lives, they hide a restraint and unspeakable grievances that are difficult to reveal to outsiders. Some people have a clear and soft heart, with delicate emotions in their hearts. They write all kinds of tenderness in the world in their pen and ink. They act simply and neatly. They have an uncompromising tenacity in their bones, and their hearts are also entangled with tiny melancholy that no one can comfort.
The two of them are a long way apart in age, but they are both stubborn and strong at heart. They originally went on different paths in life, but through their meetings and chats day after day, they slowly got into each other's hearts. Others can only see their dazzling appearance, but only the two of them can see the tired and soft true appearance of each other under the armor, creating a tacit understanding and heartache that no one else can intervene in.
Adults have always been restrained and restrained in their thoughts. They never express their feelings openly, let alone talk passionately and directly. A gathering on a rainy night that coincided with the March 8th Festival just accommodated all the secret emotions that had nowhere to go. The stubbornness of driving alone in the heavy rain, the quiet tenderness and consideration at the dinner table, the heartfelt appreciation after being tipsy, the relaxation of holding hands in the evening breeze, the thoughts of quietly following each other after parting, and the tiny and ordinary fireworks scenes, pieced together a tender bond that belongs to the two of them.
There are countless friendships in the world, most of which are superficial and polite. It is rare to be able to understand each other's company without saying anything. Those pity and preferences hidden in silence, tolerance and long-term companionship, without being ostentatious or noisy, quietly settled in this ordinary night, turning into all kinds of restrained and long-lasting emotions in the world of fireworks.
Purpose: To write about the unique and delicate feelings between two stubborn women through a dinner party meeting on a rainy night in March 8th. Both of them appear to be independent, strong, and sharp to the outside world. Only in front of each other are they willing to let go of their external defenses and reveal the unknown difficulties and softness in their hearts. Through the daily life of walking alone on a rainy night, chatting over wine, holding hands in the evening breeze, and missing each other, they interpret a restrained and restrained relationship that allows each other to understand the precious bond without saying anything.