When Li En's small courtyard was covered with roses, the moment Hong Kong Qing climbed over the wall and broke in, it was like pressing the switch of slow life in the old neighborhood.
She is a freelance illustrator with warm brushstrokes, guarding a small courtyard and turning her life into paintings; he is a designer who focuses on the protection of old buildings, hiding in the studio next door, using drawings to preserve time.
From the awkward first meeting when they climbed over the wall, to the tacit understanding of sharing food at the alleyway pancake stall; from him remembering the position of every flower and plant in her paintings, to her understanding the unspoken tenderness in his drawings.
He never made decisions for her "for your own good" and only handed her a cup of warm tea when she was tired of painting; she loved the seriousness in his eyes, but she also insisted on her own pace. The brush was the same as love, never stopping for anyone, but adding warmth to each other.
This is the story of Li En and Gang Qing, about old alleys, roses, brushes and drawings, about two independent souls, how to get close with respect, love each other in sobriety, and make every day sweet with the fragrance of mint.
Concept: A sweet little story with equally vivid supporting characters.
