At the age of twenty-nine, when the aroma of coffee and disinfectant mixed with each other, Jiang Yan lost forever the lover hidden in the stick-drawn menu. When he sank to the bottom of the river holding Lin Shuxing's unsent love letter, he was reborn at the opening ceremony of the school at the age of seventeen. This time he learned to read the dull pain from the boy's pale knuckles, warm his trembling heart with his body temperature on a rainy night, and mix painkillers into the icing of the strawberry cake. When the faded scarf is wrapped around again and reborn, the gramophone in the attic plays the unfinished waltz from the previous life, and the coffee grounds in two time and space appear to be divination of love at the same time. This time, he wanted to turn his hand that secretly measured the temperature on the back of his neck into an open and upright interlocking of fingers for the rest of his life.
Intention: If time could come back, I would definitely love you well