In the darkness of the typhoon night, he grabbed her hand that hit the corner of the table, breathing as lightly as a pencil mark: "Three months of borrowing is the schedule I begged my father to change." On the last page of the PPT for the engagement party, the 1957 freighter keel drawing is juxtaposed with the 2025 steel structure dome. The "ten years" spread out in the middle are the unfinished industrial sentiments of the two generations, and it is the confession of two souls hiding their entire youth in the folds of time.
From school uniforms to suits, from Jiangcheng fog to Wall Street moon, the word "night" on the bottom of the celadon bowl, the ticket postcard in the cowhide book, and the hidden outline in the corner of the drawing are all a long-planned plan that started when I was seventeen. When the autumnal equinox river breeze stirred up her hair, he opened the notebook covered with years: "In the time capsule, there are the drawings you drew and the thoughts I have hidden for ten years."
Concept: Spark inheritance of architecture and shipbuilding