In the summer when Lu Jingyuan was seventeen years old, the sun just fell on Gu Yunchen's open draft book. One is the proud man who is responsible for the future of his family, and the other is an ordinary young man who hides his delicate thoughts. Destiny puts them into the same dormitory, and the silent air gradually fills with secret sweetness.
They held hands in the corridor after evening self-study, shared a pair of headphones on the rooftop, and when each other was dragged into the abyss by depression, they held each other's hands and said "don't let go." Severe depression was like a tangled vine, suffocating them, but as long as they looked at each other, they could find a crack in the suffocation - Gu Yunchen would glue the broken things of Lu Jingyuan piece by piece, and Lu Jingyuan would pry open the studio door and hold Gu Yunchen to sit there all night long when he didn't speak for three days. They think that love can survive all storms.
Until Lu Jingyuan's mother came to Gu Yunchen with a cold warning: "You are not worthy of him, and you will destroy him." Gu Yunchen looked at the contempt in the other person's eyes, and suddenly understood that some doors had been closed to him from the beginning. He made up the most hurtful lie, saying "I'm tired of it", and watched the light in Lu Jingyuan's eyes extinguish little by little.
It rained heavily that day, and Lu Jingyuan drove out like crazy. After the ear-piercing collision, the world fell silent. When he woke up, he became a person without a past - everything about Gu Yunchen, love and pain, had been completely wiped out.
Five years later, in an office building in Beijing, Lu Jingyuan, who was already the leader of the Lu family, met Gu Yunchen for the first time at a project meeting. When the man raised his eyes, his heart tightened inexplicably, but he only nodded politely: "Mr. Gu, nice to meet you."
Gu Yunchen looked at the complete stranger in his eyes and pinched his fingertips into his palms. For five years, he thought he had already scabbed over, but he was defeated the moment they met again.
Lu Jingyuan always felt that Gu Yunchen was very familiar: the way he frowned, the curvature of his fingertips when handing the coffee, and even the faint scent of pine... They were all like missing puzzle pieces in his memory. And Gu Yunchen struggled between approaching and retreating again and again: waking him up meant facing the sharp edge of the family and the shadow of depression again; letting him go, how could he put down the obsession of the past five years?
The fog locked the building, blocking the way in, but it could not stop the fateful reunion. When broken memories begin to come back, when love and pain intertwine again, can they push through the fog this time, hold each other's hands tightly, and never let go?
Intention: No