Stars and Rust

"Shen Zhou, you promised me that you will never change." "Lin Wanxing, people can change." —— When he was seven years old, he stood on tiptoe to pick locust flowers for her and said, "Evening Star, there are stars in your name, and I will be your night sky from now on." When he was fifteen years old, he played "Starry Sky" to her in front of the whole school. Amid the roar of the dean, he pulled her and ran away, his palms all sweaty. At eighteen, he let go of her hand at the graduation ceremony and said, "We're done here." At a class reunion ten years later, he was wearing a wedding ring on his ring finger, and she had an ALS diagnosis certificate hidden in her pocket. After three rounds of drinking, someone asked: "You two were so good back then, why did you suddenly break up?" Shen Zhou chuckled: "Who would take it seriously when I was a kid?" Lin Wanxing lowered his head and sipped the wine, swallowing the rusty smell of blood in his throat. It turns out that the stars in my youth will eventually rust into glass slag that pierces my heart.