Lin Yuan and Zhou Yanqing both come from families wrapped in love. She grew up with enlightened and kind-hearted parents and learned to touch the world with delicate perception; he grew up with a single mother and was given the most complete love and security. When two people like this meet, get to know each other, and fall in love, everything happens as naturally as the arrival of spring.
However, there is no difference in love, but people have different shapes.
She is an "experiencer" - she lives to feel and responds to every subtle emotion, so she is easily consumed by the crowd.
He is a "goal person" - life is a problem to be solved. He is good at giving perfect solutions, but he often forgets that some words are said not to be solved, but to be caught.
The "plan" he gave her was not the "company" she wanted.
The "understanding" she gave was not the "answer" he wanted.
No quarrels, no betrayals, no resistance from outside. It's just that the two people's laughter became more and more restrained, and their desire to share became less and less. Because they cherished this relationship so much, they learned to be cautious - swallowing back the words they really wanted to say.
Until one day, they all saw one thing clearly:
To stay together, one person needs to completely change themselves.
And the person after the change is no longer the person who fell in love with the other person in the first place.
This is a story about how two personalities fall in love tenderly and drift apart in silence.
Some people are wonderful together, but not suitable for spending the rest of their lives together.
Separation does not mean that they no longer love each other, it is their last tacit understanding.
Intent: This is a story about "character is destiny". It attempts to explore: Can two people who are equally kind and equally nourished by love spend their lives together based on "love" alone? The answer may be: no. Because love is a feeling, and getting along is an ability. When the way of thinking, emotional rhythm, and order of life are completely different in the bones, every run-in is not a compromise, but a consumption. The real tragedy is often not the wind and rain from the outside, but the inner seasons of two people, which are inherently different.