Sometimes Sheng Xiaodong has been wondering how to fall in love with someone. Those "hot-tempered people", those men with gold chains in Hollywood blockbusters or women with silver bracelets in Nordic art movies, those classmates who scold men in the world for not having a good thing in pornographic spaces, those couples who show off their affection and write cute and heartwarming jokes on Weibo. In what kind of moment, what kind of plot, what kind of emotional accumulation, can they calmly stare at the person in front of them and tell themselves, "I'm in love with him"?
In this complicated and chaotic world, you have to face things you don't want to face, and you have to satisfy desires you want to satisfy.
Too big for the world.
In this ordinary world.
What kind of hardships and dangers must I go through, what kind of cunning and evil monsters must I defeat, before I can proudly, firmly, and hold my head high and approach the golden "I love you"?
Sheng Xiaodong didn't understand that he was just a mortal.