"I can't even remember the smells you gave me. But I remember the sound of your voice when you described them."
Seventeen-year-old Xiang Zhi has a hypersensitive sense of smell and relies on smell to remember the world.
Seventeen-year-old Shen Ciye lost her smell after her mother died and lived in a void.
She collected smells for him on the rooftop, and he marked each smell she described with pebbles.
When the pile of stones reached seventeen, he left. There was only one orange in the mailbox.
When we reunited at the age of twenty-four, he asked: "You said you wanted to give me grandma's taste, does it still count?"
- Do the math. She spent six years blending neem and orange peels into a perfume. The top note is him, and the bottom note is herself.
