[The original intention of writing was to try to leave something behind. As I grow older, those memories of my youth have become blurry, but they were still an important part of my life at that time. I want to seal these memories before I forget them——
Moments worth moving.
Zhu Yan is taking a flight tonight, and there is a piece of Qiuli paste among the snacks on the plane.
It was the same color and jelly-like texture as what he gave to Zhu Yan during class many years ago. Zhu Yan remembered that it was a Bestore store in high school, with green packaging in small bags and an antique packaging font design. She was reluctant to swallow it in one gulp and ate it slowly in two small bites. It was sweet and tasted like rock sugar snow pear. The young man said that his family had brought it back from a business trip to Beijing, and he brought it over to taste it together. He smiled brightly and held it like a crystal gem. At that time, the mood of the boy and girl was as transparent and clear as this Qiuli paste.
To land near the city where he once lived, things will change and people will change after all. Thought it was because his heart was as solid as a rock, the person under the hat still burst into tears when the plane was about to land.
The person in my memory was also blurred in tears, and there was only an unopened box of Qiuli ointment in front of me.
"The carved railings and jade structures should still be there, but the beauty has changed." Maybe it wasn't her who changed.
Concept: Love is the only thing in this world that can fight against nothingness