The Evening Wind Stopped at Budog

In the corner of a street in a small northwest town, at 6 o'clock every night, the door sign with the word "Bugou" on it will light up on time, announcing that a pub with only two people, the boss and the clerk, is open for business. A young boss who is used to seeing each other and has faded away from the past, a young and ignorant clerk who has just entered the society, will be waiting quietly at this moment for everyone who steps into the pub, the migrant workers who have finished working overtime, the lost people who have separated from their lovers, and Friends who come from afar, some bring unfinished regrets and money to get drunk, some bring small pieces of joy to chat here, stories of brief encounters are told in the night and songs, there is no grand ending, most of them are regrets of not being able to finish in time, the small tavern catches every passing life, those unspoken confessions, love that ended quietly, and past events that make people shed tears are all scattered here...