The Mayday concert ended, and the neon lights of the 80,000-person stadium in Shanghai gradually turned off and silence returned. Su Siman watched the crowd disperse from the highest point of the stand, exhausted and confused. Layoffs, divorce, mother's illness... One by one, they were like a rusty knife, slowly cutting into everything she was once proud of.
Su Siman put away the paper flowers and prepared to leave with the crowd. There should be no paper flowers floating on the top of the mountain. She thought some fan had collected paper flowers and scattered them on the stage in conjunction with the music. Then she took a closer look at the paper flowers and it said "Live well and cherish it".
The handwriting had been buried in Su Siman's memory for too long, but it was engraved in her heart after all. Each stroke broke the seal and took her back to the midsummer of her senior year...
Intention: love, no reason