In the virtual world of Soul, Cheng Nuo caught the eye of married yoga teacher Lin Tang with a glass of "Desperado" special drink with a plastic knife stuck in it. One is a prodigal Taoist priest who runs the "Wild Pigeon" bar, and the other is an ISFJ trapped in a failed marriage. 37 Cross-continental sunset letters and "Don't get sunburned" on the sunscreen make the two scarred souls collide in the wind and sand of Yinchuan.
Under the band-aid on Lin Tang's ring finger, there is a bruise from the wedding ring; the one-way ticket in Cheng Nuo's backpack is full of escape from life. When the "Wild Pigeon" closed down, the "Little Li slave" teahouse rose from the ruins. The friction between the yoga mat and the monk's robe contained the sunscreen she secretly stuffed into his luggage and the name he embroidered on the lining of her shirt. She used yoga bricks to prop up the chopping board in the kitchen, and he used cinnabar to decorate the Lucky Cat's eyes at the bar; she folded the divorce mediation letter into a paper crane, and he hid the love letters that he dared not say out loud in the middle of her yoga mat.
However, the mother's sudden visit and the "Uncle Air Man" in her daughter's video left this forbidden love nowhere to hide. He discovered that he was the encrypted "colleague of the yoga studio" in her mobile phone, and she realized that there was a children's chair carved for her and "calm tea" mixed with cinnabar hidden under his robe. When the pomegranate wine jar is unsealed, cinnabar is mixed with lies and sincerity, and the two are torn in the wind and snow of reality: she is afraid of her mother's questioning, and he is afraid of becoming a shady existence, but they are greedy for warmth in each other's body temperature.
From the rain and mist in the craft beer bar to the morning light in the teahouse, from the snow in Kilimanjaro to the sand in Yinchuan, two people who have been sharpened by life fall in love in an absurd and hot way - he changes the Morse code in the lyrics for her, and she draws a cinnabar love letter on his back; he secretly hides her daughter's diapers to ward off evil spirits, and she folds his driver's license revocation ticket into a paper boat. When the wind chime of "Little Slave" rings, the forbidden love between a Taoist priest and a yogi master will eventually piece together the truest love with each other's scars in lies and evasion: "You are my courage hidden under the band-aid, and I am your return date drawn in the spell."
Purpose: I would like to write this article to commemorate the forbidden love between him and her.