"Zhōng Yān Yǔ Lóng Tóngxíng" is a story with almost no plot. There are no grand adventures, no miracles, and no intertwined destinies. Just the same days, repeated between dawn and dusk. Eating together, talking, remaining silent, occasionally arguing, and occasionally laughing so hard over trivial matters. Life is like warm water, almost transparently ordinary, yet so real that it makes you want to escape. You always feel that if this continues, the world will never change. But somewhere in your heart, a gentle reminder is that this won't last much longer. Not because of what has happened, but because nothing will happen. She won't tell you the reason, and you won't ask.