Lin Zhixia is a blood collection nurse at a county blood station. Twenty-six years old, quiet and introverted, accustomed to giving and afraid to ask for anything. She was given up for adoption since she was a child, and in that family she was always "the most sensible one" and also "the least valuable one".
During an arranged blind date, she met Zhou Yuan, a taciturn and equally inarticulate chef. But what she really remembered was the other person at the dinner table that day: Zhou Yuan's cousin, Zhou Shi'an.
Zhou Shi'an opened a hardware and plumbing store in the county town. He was thirty-four years old, divorced, and was labeled by his neighbors. He loves to laugh, talks a lot, and lives lively in the cracks of the world, like a lamp that refuses to go out. Everyone said he had a big heart, but no one knew that he would sit in a shop late at night with a cup of cool tea for a long time.
Two people who have been tortured by life, one is afraid of being abandoned, and the other feels that he is not worthy. The gossip in the small county town, the pressure from the family, and the scars from the past are like a fine net, trapping them in their respective positions. But, between the blood station and the hardware store, in the trivial encounters one after another, something was quietly loosening.
There is no vigorous confession, no refreshing comeback. There was only a bowl of hot soup, an umbrella, and an evening wave goodbye at the county station.
This is a story about redemption and restraint. It is the process of two ordinary people carefully pulling each other out of old wounds from a secular perspective.
We are all incomplete. But just because integrity is too luxurious, when you gave me the tenderest chopsticks, I felt that the world was not that bad after all.
Intention: Love is never a miracle of two people perfecting each other, but two incomplete people, caught in the cracks of the world, finally have the courage to admit that they are worthy of being loved.