The winter in Tiexi District is so cold that it can turn a person into a popsicle.
Yunyue was wrapped in the red apron of the convenience store and stood behind the cashier, looking at the snow falling outside the glass door. The heating isn't hot, the water heater is on and off, and the old snow in the refrigerator never lasts until the weekend. She and her sister Yunxing lived in the old house left by her parents, with two bedrooms and one living room, and the walls were peeling off like a map of the world.
Two girls, two undignified jobs, a cat—in vain.
Life was tight, but not so bad that I couldn't survive. At least every time I threw a pillow during an argument, within ten minutes someone would pick it up, dust it off, and put it back on the sofa.
Isn't that what life is like? I made do, cursed, and occasionally laughed.
But Yunyue didn't know that the new doctor wearing glasses from the health station next door was looking at the fourth-floor window opposite.
And Yunxing didn't know that the boy delivering food would step on the brakes at the next intersection and look back at her.
Trouble is coming. The sweet kind.
Concept: 1. Love is not the icing on the cake, it is the "tinkering" that provides help in times of need. 2. "Home" is not a house, but someone is waiting for it. 3. It is shameful to be poor. What is shameful is that you dare not love. 4. Accept everything about a person, including her embarrassment. 5. Ordinary days are miracles in themselves. 6. "Mutual warmth" between people is the lowest-cost way of survival. 7. Growth is learning to "slow down" and "stay". 8. The coldness of Tiexi District brings out the warmth of people's hearts. 9. All "tomorrows" start from "today" 10. The real healing is when someone accompanies you to "carry" it.