In the winter of my senior year, someone placed a box of floss and clams under the dormitory.
There was no signature, only a green post-it note with round handwriting - "It's cold, eat something hot." Chen Zhiyi didn't know who it was and didn't think to ask. He still has half a year to graduate, and his life has already been planned, and he doesn't plan to stop for any surprises. But the person who sent the pork floss and small shellfish continued. Salted egg yolk noodles, buns, sausages, chocolate... All appeared on the information desk downstairs of his dormitory. Later he found out that it was a junior named Xu Yuan. Sophomore, piano major, wool roll, eyes will bend into two bridges when smiling.
They are together. Before that winter is over.
Winter is spring, spring is summer, and summer is graduation. Everyone knows that the relationship has an expiration date - one is leaving soon, the other is just beginning. They just live every remaining day as if it were their last. Schumann in the piano room, the night breeze in the corridor, the succulent grapes in the milk tea shop, and the moonlight in the playground.
May 29th is Xu Yuan's birthday. It was also a certain stop on their countdown.
"Because you understand, you are compassionate." - It took Chen Zhiyi a long time to understand the meaning of this sentence. Some loves are not meant to stay by your side, and some farewells are not meant to stop loving. This is a story about meeting, saying goodbye and looking back after many years. It talks about how two people fell in love seriously once in a time when they were destined to be separated, between warmth and cold.
Purpose: It's not about eternal commitment, it's about the value of the experience itself, the authenticity of the emotions, and the imprint of those things that make us who we are.