Shen Jinci spent his whole life learning to say goodbye.
Say goodbye to the murderous father, the mother who remarried, the stepfather's slap, and the "home" that was never warm.
Until he met Su Xingwan——
She has scars on her wrists, a hole in her heart, and a pill bottle that weighs more than a textbook.
She called him "Chen Jinci" and he called her "Xingxing".
He thought that two broken stars could shine when put together.
He was wrong.
She is the borrowed light, he is the burning fire.
The more the fire burns, the brighter it gets, and the light gets darker and darker.
She said in his arms, "I want to be with you every year."
He said in front of her grave, "Why didn't you wait for me?".
Later she became a star and he became a Jhin.
Stars are in the sky, embers are on the earth,
He tried.
Knitting ropes, resigning, wandering, treating illnesses,
Read her diary as a bible and celebrate the anniversary of her death as a birthday.
Useless.
When the wind chimes rang, he thought it was her.
When the wind blew, he thought it was her.
Someone handed him an umbrella on a rainy night, and he thought it was her.
Finally he sat by the window and said to the moon:
"Xingxing, I won't hide the medicine secretly this time. I will come to you openly."
He swallowed all the sleeping pills,
Like swallowing every day they didn't get to live.
Like swallowing her unfinished last words,
Like swallowing the "but" behind it, no one will ever know the half-sentence.
Intention:>Love is the obsession towards death, and the obsession itself is all the evidence of living.
