On the first day of school, a tube of ultramarine paint was poured into Lin Wei's notebook.
The perpetrator, Chen Su, shook his highlighted blue hair and smiled carelessly: "Excellent student, do you want me to compensate you?"
From then on, Lin Wei's world began to spin out of control - a hand-drawn gardenia with dew suddenly appeared on the window sill during morning reading; a charcoal sketch was hidden on the back of the perfect answer sheet for the math test; the arc formed by her neck when she lowered her head. Until I bumped into Chen Su huddled in the corner of the studio on a rainy night, crying and trembling all over.
"They all say I'm crazy." The wet blue hair stuck to the girl's pale face, "Do you think so too?"
Lin Wei wrapped her trembling shoulders in her school uniform and smelled the mixture of paint and tears.
On the night of the graduation ceremony, the confetti in the auditorium dropped like stars.
Chen Su kissed her: "Let's take the Central American Examination together."
When the admission list was announced, Lin Wei's name was in the top row of the School of Finance.
Before the train heading north started, Chen Su gave her an unopened box of ultramarine: "I will paint you the starry sky I have seen."
Outside the car window, the figure of the girl running after the train became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a blurred blue dot on the drawing paper.
Concept: Emotion is like a seed that will eventually blossom and bear fruit at the right time.