Belated Letter from Spring

In the summer of 2012, 15-year-old Qu Zhiqi met 17-year-old Qi Ji. In the corner of the small town Internet cafe, that young man with eyes as calm as a deep pool became the brightest star in her short life. She called him "Menghulu" and he called her "Little Cicada" - because she was always like a cicada, noisy in his ears, but she made his desolate world hear the sound of summer for the first time. They played billiards together, learned programming together, played games together, and walked through the noisy days of cicadas together. Until Qu Zhiqi said softly: "Qi Ji, I don't want to go to school." Everyone thought this was just the girl's willfulness. Only Qi Ji saw her increasingly pale face, the medicine bottle she secretly hid, and the farewell she dared not say in her eyes that were always smiling. They walked through her last summer, autumn, and winter together, but they didn't wait for spring. She said: "If I were a cicada, I would sing all summer long." But a cicada only has one summer in its life. "You have to live a more exciting life than the two of us put together." "Qi Ji, I like China. I haven't had time to see it yet. You..." Before she could finish her words, her heart stopped, just before spring came when she was fifteen years old. Her unfinished words became his baggage for the rest of his life. Qi Ji packed up his luggage and carried a blank photo album, silently walking around the great rivers and mountains Zhiqi wanted to see. In the Hulunbuir grassland, he raised her photo to the sky. By the Qinghai Lake, he said to her photo: "Look, the birds are flying." In the night of Gulangyu Island, he recorded the sound of the waves to her in the photo. There is her in every photo - 15-year-old Qu Zhiqi, always smiling and always bright. And wherever he went, there was always a cicada following him, barking non-stop, making as much noise as when she was still there. Two years later, he returned to the town, leaving only the last page of the photo album blank. In every photo, there is her 15-year-old smiling face. For the last stop, he returned to the town and came to her grave. Spread the filled photo album in front of the grave full of wild flowers. "Zhizhi, this is the spring you want to see." "Now, I'm bringing all the spring." Next to the photo, there is a ring with "QZQ&QJ 2012-∞" engraved on the inner ring. The sound of cicadas was like a tide, and he knelt in front of the tomb, his forehead lightly touching the tombstone, as if he was leaning on her shoulder. "Xiao Zhi, I have waited long enough for this spring. " "This time, it's me who will go with you. We can go see next spring together. " "I put all the scenery you missed into a photo album. Now, I come to your appointment with your smile. " When dusk fell, he fell asleep leaning against the tombstone and never woke up. And the cicada that accompanied him through thousands of mountains and rivers stopped at his heart and finally stopped chirping. The sound of cicadas sounded again, filling the mountains and plains, like a belated reply. Later, people discovered that the last page of the photo album contained two photos side by side: On the left is 15-year-old Qu Zhiqi, looking back and smiling at the Internet cafe, with the midsummer sun shining on his shoulders. On the right is 20-year-old Qi Ji, standing by Namtso Lake with his back to the camera, holding a photo of Zhiqi in his hand. Below the photo, there is a line of small words: "Some people's summers are short, but the chirping of cicadas will ring through every subsequent summer. " "And there are some promises that even if Chun Xin comes late, he will eventually arrive. " This time, they will meet again in the spring. It's not about dying for love, it's about making an appointment that is two years late. She was noisy in his life like a cicada all summer, but she made him miss her for the rest of his life. She sang in his life for a summer like a cicada, and he walked through countless springs with her photo album, and finally had a belated reunion amidst the chirping of the cicadas. She is the first cicada chirp in his barren life, and he is the longest summer in her short life. "I live as your eyes, see the world you want to see, and then see you completely." They never say "goodbye", only "see you in the spring" "She is the only light in my barren life. The light went out and I could only live in the shadows. " Intention: Love to the extreme, follow each other in life and death