On the day of reunion when the neon lights of late autumn engulfed her, Zuo Er shattered his seven-year-old dream in front of the tailor-made mirror.
Lin Yiyan, the former unruly guitarist, has returned carrying the smoke of gunpowder and the fragrance of medicine. The red string around his wrist has not changed, but there is a ZE tattoo that glows in the dark behind his ear. When the soft tape of the custom-made performance clothes wrapped around his rugged collarbone, Zuo Er discovered that under the scar that penetrated his heart, the second button of her high school uniform that was lost was sewn on.
On a rainy night when she was seventeen, a boy on the rooftop used a guitar string to carve a bloody promise into her palm; when she was twenty-four, in late autumn, a rock star tore up her fine clothes under the spotlight, revealing love letters engraved with fluorescent tattoos all over her body. He customized seven sets of costumes embellished with obsidian buttons, and each gem hid a fragment of her career as a designer - the first draft ruined by coffee stains, fabrics salvaged on a rainy night, and the yellowed page with "Diagnosis of Schizophrenia" written on it.
When the city's LED screens began to count down, Zuo Er found Lin Yiyan who had swallowed the entire bottle of sedatives in the ruins of Qinxing. The ZE tattoo behind his ear oozed blood under the emergency light, and the fluorescent lip print matched her lipstick color that day. On that rainy night seven years ago when the tattoo gun roared, the boy bit the blood-stained guitar pick and said, "You must always be the developer of my crazy life."
In this redemption that uses pain as a needle and memory as a thread, the heartbeat of a rock star becomes the designer's ultimate fabric. And when the New Year's Eve bells rang across the sky, they finally understood the encrypted love letters on each other's skin - those notes tattooed on the wounds were originally the unfinished ending of the seventeen-year-old cicada's chirping.
Concept: "When the guitar strings are sewn into the hem of the wedding dress, and the ECG pattern climbs onto the rock leather jacket, we finally understand that the most extreme fashion is the shape of the lover's scars."