In the irreversible torrent of time, is love just a tide destined to run aground?
In 2018, Ginkgo and Begonia from Soochow University met for the first time. Shen Tinglan, a "failing child" who buried his melancholy under half-rimmed glasses and a gray coat, was burdened with the fate of an orphan and a sick body. Gu Qingci, the pearl thrown by a wealthy family in Shanghai, hides a desire to defect between the responsibility of the student council president and the sharpness of his regular script. They met, like two books that were destined to be misclassified. In the dusty pillar of light in the library, they began to decipher each other's codes with difficulty.
The four years have been filled with panic during the epidemic, rumors on the Star Bridge, heavy rain and hugs at the beach, and a countdown that quietly spread on his medical record. He tried to use alienation to write his final confession, but she fought against the destined separation with her stubbornness. They exchanged diaries, used handwritten letters to fight against the rapid decay of the electronic age, and used ginkgo bookmarks and crabapple petals in an attempt to compress the moment into an eternal poem - a tragic and violent sacrifice to the ruthless time with their hearts and souls as fuel.
Finally, he walked to the sea and returned the ashes to Wuyuan. And she, at dusk when the tide calmed down, sank all the letters, music scores and unspoken years into the same blue. The formula has never been found, but every wave rushing to the coast has become his lonely and eternal return in the opposite direction.
Concept: Use the magnificent youth as paper and bones as ink, boil the absurd years, and temper a countercurrent kiss trapped in time.