The Last Pear Blossoms: The Bright Moon Sinks into the Emerald Sea, Never to Return

[Two male leads + physical and emotional angst + childhood friends + tragic ending + childhood-friend love interest] “He is my childhood sweetheart, my snow-white beloved, the spring I will pursue until my dying breath.” “But spring has never been willing to linger for me.” Fu Xianjiang died in the late spring of the year the crabapple trees bloomed. Five years after he was gone, Jiang Yufeng passed peacefully in his sleep. They were five years apart, and even in death, they were separated by five years. When Fu Xianjiang was nineteen, he turned around by the window of the art studio, sunlight falling across his paint-stained eyelashes. Jiang Yufeng knew then that he was done for. But another person was already standing by the Fu family’s only son. With poison-laced tenderness, that person wove a net and dragged the bright moon down into the mire. Later, Fu Xianjiang was confined to a sanatorium where no sunlight could reach. When Jiang Yufeng broke in, all he saw was Fu’s thin back curled up by the window, painting the crabapple blossoms of his memories over and over. “Feng-ge,” he said, turning back with a smile, his eyes as clear as ever. “The crabapples have bloomed again.” Years later, Jiang Yufeng found a yellowed sketchbook among Fu’s belongings. On the last page, the young man had drawn two birds huddled together, with a short line beside them: “A crow spends its whole life chasing a nightingale, but forgets, ” “Spring never lingers for anyone.” “He was a snow that hung at the end of my life, a storm that would never see the dawn.”