She once met a young man who was like a firefly
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Seventeen-year-old Lin Xia will always remember the figure of transfer student Gu Chen standing against the light on that dusk evening. "Fireflies on the Sea" flowing under the young man's pale fingers became a cage that trapped her entire youth.
Every breath eavesdropped outside the music classroom, the fingertips crossed when borrowing an umbrella in the library, the blood-stained tissue hidden in the diary - all the cautious approaches were shattered into foam in the heavy rain during the graduation season.
"My heart is a broken metronome," Gu Chen showed a broken smile in the rooftop wind, "but after meeting you, it began to long for the next spring."
They used the last three months to steal an entire summer: composing music with IV tubes in the emergency room late at night, four-handed playing in the rainstorm soaking the piano keys with blood stains, and the coughed-up blood on the fluorescent beach staining the entire patch of noctiluca blue.
When Gu Chen's ashes melted into the piano resonance box, Lin Xia finally understood that some encounters were destined to be the collision of fireflies and the night - he used a moment of light to illuminate all the long nights of her life.
Ten years later at the school celebration ceremony, the moment the melody of "Eternal Fireflies" played, the boy in the white shirt was still standing in the last row of the auditorium, showing her the unfinished smile he had when he was seventeen years old in the rain of falling wisteria flowers.
Intention: Walk towards the light