The summer in Nancheng is noisy and lively. Seventeen-year-old Lin Zhi, like the tireless wind, breaks into the world of the cold and taciturn Lu Yu. She was cheerful, bright and full of vitality, like a sudden fire in midsummer, illuminating his quiet and dull youth.
No one knew that under this hot and fresh life, there were chronic heart and lung diseases that she was born with and were gradually declining year by year. The doctor had long warned her not to be emotionally drained, let alone to have children. Her heartbeat was uncontrollable. She was greedy for this young love and was willing to gamble her limited time.
The two walked from under the sycamore tree in the high school to graduation, proposal and wedding. The hall was filled with red silk and they made promises year after year. After getting married, Lin Zhi unexpectedly became pregnant. Knowing that it would accelerate her physical decline, she still insisted on keeping their child.
The safe birth of their daughter was their most precious two years of fireworks, and the family of three was peaceful and gentle. But a cold wind in late autumn overwhelmed her already overstretched body, and the pain that had been hidden for many years broke out completely.
Lin Zhi passed away peacefully at the age of twenty-seven, leaving Lu Yu and his young daughter alone. In the long years that followed, he repeatedly thought about that wedding, with the festive red silk and the lovely eyebrows of the bride.
The scenery of the world remained the same, but the fire that was borrowed in the midsummer was eventually extinguished, leaving only his long-term thoughts.
Intention: Although the short-lived and passionate love will come to an end, the fireworks that once warmed the years will always remain in the memory of the rest of your life.