That summer, Chen Zhiyao met Shen Mo for the first time at a financial summit in Lujiazui. She was an intern temporarily hired by the organizer to guide the guests, and he was the founder of Yunchuang Technology who was invited to give a speech. The metal buttons on the cuffs of his black shirt glowed coldly when the light hit him, making him feel cold even three steps away. For the first time, Chen Zhiyao knew what "I was tempted by you" meant. She stood at the subway entrance and watched a black car turn the corner and disappear without pursuing it. She knew she wouldn't pursue him, but she also knew she had indeed been tempted.
The August evening breeze in Lujiazui, the distant sound of the whistle on the river, the residual heat on the wall of the Starbucks cup, the lonely word "good" in the WeChat dialog box. These trivial and inconspicuous things will suddenly surface one night a long time later, like a piece of chess that has not been moved since it fell, still sitting on the chessboard without anyone taking it away.
In the end, it's just this story - even though I know there's no result, I still want to move forward. Not every encounter has to go somewhere, but every encounter is worth remembering.
Concept: Not all stories have to have an ending. Some people come into your life just to accompany you for a short walk.