When she graduated from high school, Li Xiaoran thought that the graduation trip across half of China was just a comma of youth; she thought that the villa full of fireworks would be their eternal haven.
At that time, five friends with different but vivid personalities tried their best to pull her out of the haze.
They said: "Li Xiaoran, you have to keep persisting."
Until a few accidents turned this exhortation into a desperate curse.
In the past thirteen years, five smiling faces that were once lively and lively have been frozen in her world forever.
Li Xiaoran's world collapsed, and she became a lonely ghost living on the canvas. She used her paintbrush to reproduce their voices and smiles, and used paint to seal the fading memories, as if they had never left as long as she didn't put down her paintbrush.
In order to no longer indulge in the illusory painting, Li Xiaoran decided to pick up his luggage and walk alone on the road that the six of them had walked.
The mountaintop where we watched the sunrise together, the ancient town where we got lost together, and the seaside where we made our vows...
Looking at the current scenery and facing the empty air, she whispered softly, as if she was reminiscing with an old friend.
It turns out that the price of reunion is a long separation, and the best memorial is not to dwell on the past, but to live well with your share.
Purpose: To commemorate the stars that once illuminated my youth but were quickly extinguished