In midsummer, the weather is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly close to the shade of trees, as if they are afraid that the sun will damage their wings.
The afternoon sun shines through the glass into the living room. Jiang Chen is lying comfortably on the wooden lounge chair, succumbing to drowsiness. The old-fashioned electric fan beside him is squeaking and spinning hard.
"You can also meet true love on a blind date."
"From the first moment I saw her, I knew it must be her."
Intention: There is God's will in the dark