After her mother passed away, Yu Qingmiao walked into the white ward holding half of the book she had not finished reading.
An He in the hospital bed lost his sight due to a rare disease and regained his sight.
Her eyes contained corneas donated by his mother.
He said, "I'll teach you how to read."
She nodded slightly.
Function and Go, chamomile and pumpkin porridge, Debussy's "Moonlight" and dark gray woolen scarf.
They never said they liked each other, they only said "come back tomorrow".
He drew for her the vague classroom in her memory, and he drew a full-leaf sycamore tree on the back of her medical card.
The worst lie he ever told was "I'm not in a good state today and can't speak anymore."
And she revealed his most secret thoughts and asked the same question——
"When you come here, are you looking at me or the mother in my eyes?"
The sycamore leaves have fallen and grown again, and the daffodils on the windowsill have not yet bloomed.
Some encounters have their endings written from the beginning.
But those notes are drawn one by one, the knitted lines are crooked one stitch after another, and the watercolors are blurred page by page.
They are each other's only light in the long night.
Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers.
After you leave, I will take a good look at the world for you.
For you, keep going.
Intent: Two teenagers burdened with regrets heal each other in their limited time together. Even if they part ways eventually, the time they spend together still becomes the light in each other's lives, teaching people to cherish their love in farewell.