Seventeen-year-old Lin Xia and Zhou Yu'an are each other's most secret concerns in their youth. The fingertips that accidentally overlap in the back row of the classroom, the hesitation to speak in the evening breeze on the playground, and all the throbbing are sealed in the hustle and bustle of the countdown to the college entrance examination. She went overseas with unspoken regrets, while he stayed in Shanghai and became a hot business upstart.
Five years later, at the airport, at three o'clock in the morning, the electronic screen was diffused with a cold blue light. Lin Xia was clutching the wedding veil gift box she had brought for her domestic best friend, and suddenly heard the muffled sound of a suitcase falling to the ground behind her.
The gears of the old time are quietly meshing in the wind and snow. When the rainy night in New York and the financing reception in Shanghai turned into coordinates in the torrent of data, the two heartbeats that had once been out of frequency finally resonated on the same latitude line.
Time is an amber full of lies, and we will eventually break it to redeem the letter we did not dare to hand out that summer.
Intention: Love must be brave