In the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in September, Lin Zhixia ran into Chen Yi's painting paper and tenderness. He was a sketching boy at the Academy of Fine Arts, always waiting for her after school at the alley, exchanging mint candies for her sweet-scented osmanthus cake; she was a girl who guarded the scent of the sugar shop, quietly warming ginger and milk for him, waiting for him to finish painting the dusk at the alley.
They agreed to see the ginkgo trees in the mountains in autumn, but unexpectedly, an accident occurred on a rainy night, making the words "wait for me come back" echo forever. When Lin Zhixia stood at the alleyway holding unmelted mint candies, the wind finally blew down the ginkgo leaves all over the street, and she realized: some of the waiting was destined to have no end from the beginning; some of the tenderness could only be left in the soft rustling of the candy paper and the dense heat of the drawing paper.
This is a youth narrative about miss and eternity, which hides the purest heartbeat of young girls and the cruelest foreshadowing of fate.
Intention: "Ending without illness" in youth