There are some people whom you will meet for a lifetime. Some love cannot be blocked by life and death.
Chen Zhaoyuan's world was black and white - until Song Hemian walked through the winter streets with a cup of hot milk and walked into her gloomy life. Two young people who were hurt by their original families met in the cold winter, spent three years getting closer and closer, and made a future promise at "Hefeather Coffee Shop" under the sycamore tree.
She thought she had finally grasped happiness, but she lost him forever on that rainy night. Song Hemian, who fell in a pool of blood trying to save her, left his last words: "Don't be afraid, Zhao Yuan, don't be afraid."
For a year, Chen Zhaoyuan lived like an empty shell. Friends advised her to look forward, and the gentle and steady Fu Yanxiu waited silently, but the rain in her heart never stopped. Until she discovered that in a world without Song Hemian, spring would never come again.
"I know I should forget it, but Xu Feng, I just can't do it."
"He Mian, where do you think people go after death? If there is an afterlife, can we still meet?"
This life will never change, life and death are promised to each other.
When the sycamore leaves turned golden again and the white flowers bloomed by the Heyu River, she finally made a choice - to go to the place where he is, and this time, never separate again.
Concept: Love is not possession, but evidence of each other's existence. This work of mine explores not only the appearance of love between life and death, but also the gaze on the eternal propositions of "existence and memory", "obsession and relief", and "farewell and reunion". When a soul loses its color due to the departure of another soul, when living itself becomes a more difficult lesson than death - how should we define the value of love? How should we place that deep feeling of "it must be you"?
