"Yan Zhiyu, how much do you think a feather weighs?"
He thought for a while before meeting her eyes, then answered with quiet certainty, "It's impossible to measure."
"She appears and falls so lightly. When you see her and reach out to catch her, it takes all the strength you have in this life to make her trust you completely. But when she finally lands in your palm, you realize that she, too, has entrusted her whole life to you."
Lin Jiayu looked at the cake in front of her. Time seemed to pass both quickly and slowly. After a moment, she lifted her head. Her beautiful eyes curved into a smile, and warm light made her whole being seem soft and radiant.
"I don't need to make a second wish."
But when the feather from years ago landed in Yan Zhiyu's palm, he held on tighter than anyone. And yet he was the only one she left behind as she walked away.
Theme: Let her be unrestrained, let her spread her wings freely, and guard her faithfully.
