Wherever There Is Cold Sound, There Is Warmth

In the fifteen years since the sycamore leaves fell and regenerated, Song Hansheng always thought of Ye Annuan at a certain moment - the way she rushed through the alley with her high ponytail, and the gold-like light in her eyes when she smiled, like a warm light that has never been extinguished, shining in his life full of cracks. He is a young man with the scars of his original family. His parents' quarrels are engraved in his bones and blood, and he can only pretend to be fragile with coldness. The day I met her, the late summer wind blew the sycamore leaves, and she almost hit his car. When she raised her head and shouted "I'm sorry," the two small tiger teeth shook his heart. He began to wait quietly at the entrance of the alley. On rainy days, he gave her an umbrella and ran away. When he was drawing auxiliary lines in her exercise book, his fingertips became hot before the pencil. But the low self-esteem of a broken family is like poison ivy. The closer she gets, the more he panics and pushes away, fearing that the mud will stain her brightness. She was a girl who was nourished by happiness, as enthusiastic as a little sun. She later became an algorithm engineer for a top Internet company. When her fingertips hit the keyboard, she still has the lightness of turning the pages of a book. It was just those unspoken "I'm waiting for you" and those misunderstood "don't care" that made her spend countless late nights debugging code, always staring at the program running in a loop on the screen - very much like the street he turned to leave. They saw different city names on the college notices and said the harshest words in the quarrel. Because of some conflicts and misunderstandings, they were separated from each other for many years. Out of the pursuit of their ideals in life, they all continue to run and shine in their respective fields. Many years later, he attended an industry summit as the chairman of a financial science and technology innovation company. In the corner of the venue, he saw her demonstrating an algorithm model attentively, holding a yellowed wrong-question book in her hand - the one she gave him back then, with "Miss You" written all over the margin. "I took many detours," his voice was hoarse, and his eyes fell on her through the crowd, "but the end point is still you." It turns out that the distance from the school uniform to the suit is just that he finally dared to say "I love you like I love life", and she happened to be still waiting for that "I love you". Those missed times have become footnotes when we meet again: some love is destined to be broken and put back together again, only then can we understand that there is the tenderness of fate hidden in every crack. Some love is destined to look at each other through the window of time, and then you will understand that at the end of the circle, you will always love each other. Purpose: Taking the fifteen-year rise and fall of Wutong Ye as the context, it focuses on Song Hansheng, who was traumatized by his native family, and Ye Annuan, who is warm, kind, bright and proud: he has made great achievements in the wave of financial technology, from a traumatized teenager to an industry leader; she has overcome obstacles in a major Internet company, used the world of code to heal her inner uneasiness, and transformed from a bright girl to a technical backbone. Several years after the two separated due to a misunderstanding, the two met again in the workplace and set off emotional waves again - what was once "love can heal" has advanced to "professional strength that feeds each other's growth", and finally uses financial technology to help social inclusion and Internet technology to empower life, breaking the "fatalism of the original family" and interpreting ** "Love makes scars become the fuel for growth, professionalism and tenacity can break free from the shackles, and write 'self-salvation' The social value of "double life" conveys the life philosophy of "true love is the achievement of a broader life for each other".