In the alley of the old southern city, there is a half-dead record store. The owner, Lin Ye, always wears a floral shirt and smiles carelessly. He is teased by the neighbors as "not formal", but he repairs water pipes for an elderly man who lives alone late at night and polishes the vinyl records left by his late grandfather until dawn.
Su Nian, the kitchen helper, is the most inconspicuous figure in the alley. He is thin and taciturn, like a grass that has been stepped on in the mud. He was half driven and half driven to the city by his family, and with the scar of being defrauded of all his savings by his ex, he shrunk himself into a hard shell, not even daring to accept the kindness offered by others.
An accidental door collision caused two parallel lines to intersect. Lin Ye always loved to tease this young man who blushed easily, giving him ointment for burns, leaving him to listen to "Raindrops" on rainy nights, and taking him to temple fairs to grab sugar paintings. Those seemingly casual touches were like warm water slowly softening Su Nian's frozen heart.
Su Nian was afraid, fearing that this "just for fun" tenderness was another scam, and wanted to retreat again and again. But Lin Ye's seemingly unfocused eyes hid a seriousness he had never seen before - he would remember that he didn't eat onions and ginger, would silently hand over the banknotes when his family forced him to pay, and would hide his unspoken concerns in the evening breeze under the moonlight on the roof.
The old record player plays old tunes, and the lights in the alleyway turn on and off. One is learning to open his heart, and the other is learning to hide "just for fun" as "the only one in this life." It turns out that in the coldest winter, there is always someone willing to lend you the warmth of your entire life and accompany you to turn your loneliness into the warmth of two people.
Purpose: In the fireworks of the market, use seemingly cynical tenderness to dismantle the hard shell of loneliness, and use the seriousness hidden in the careless heart to prove that "being loved" is not a luxury - even with the scars of the past, you can learn to believe again through repeated trials and approaches: someone will treat your caution as a treasure that needs to be held in the palm of your hand, so that two incomplete souls can piece together a complete human world in each other's warmth.