Yong'an Lights, Young People's Voices Are Long

In Room 301 of Yong'an Building, Bai Tingting spent countless depressing nights alone. After Aunt Wu moved away, the whole house was deserted. The endless grievances in the workplace and the loneliness of no one to talk to always made her feel depressed alone late at night. Next door, 302, suddenly moved in with three dream-seeking teenagers who worked part-time jobs during the day. In the small rental house late at night, the constant thump, thump, and bang of drums and strings collided, breaking her remaining tranquility. The pent-up emotions surged up, and a quarrel broke out between the two. After the dispute, they saw the embarrassment of each other's lives: she had been covering up for other people's faults all year round and wandered alone; the teenagers were too short of money to rent a rehearsal room, so they could only huddle in the cabin late at night to polish their music. After the barriers are eliminated, tenderness slowly grows. The young man remembered her taste and served her warm breakfast in the morning; relying on her vocal experience, she patiently corrected the young man's singing and polished original lyrics and music. At the darkest moment when the project was on the verge of failure, the gentle sound of the piano soothed her anxiety; when the band suffered repeated setbacks and was on the verge of giving up, she accompanied the boy to adjust the repertoire over and over again. On the playing field, the young man sang about the tenacity of those working at the bottom and gained recognition from them; in the cubicle, she learned to express herself bravely and get rid of the endless internal friction in the workplace. Later, a farewell happened downstairs in Yong'an, the young man rushed to sing in the future, and she embarked on a new journey in a different place. Meeting again after a year, the people who were trapped in their own quagmire have long since faded away from the haze, and in the time spent with each other, they have completed their own transformation. The loneliness and love separated by a wall will eventually bloom into gentle flowers in the fireworks of the world.