"He wanted to teach the violent young man to taste the sourness of Blue Mountain coffee, but instead he choked to tears because of the smell of bone and blood from the steel bars."
"He Tingyun, are you rescuing people or killing people?"
"Ji Ran, I'm teaching Concrete to taste the citrus acidity of Blue Mountain."
On the day when the heavy rain soaked his overalls, Ji Ran ran into a cafe that concealed a hundred years of solitude.
When the scent of pine wood spread across the old scars on the back of his hand, he saw clearly the rock candy-like mole on He Tingyun's earlobe.
The hedgehog raised in steel and concrete is tamed into a trapped beast that is greedy for the sweet taste of scones.
When the corners of medical notes emerge from under the pine smoke and inkstone, when the prediction of heavy rain becomes a prophecy in the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude",
The rough knuckles finally clasped the spinous process on the back of He Tingyun's neck——
"Dr. He, your hand for treating bone fractures should not only be able to tie bow ties."
Coffee stains grow into vines in concrete cracks during the rainy season,
In the suspended time and space, the two men shattered each other's glazed and perfect loneliness.
Intention: love