From their unexpected reunion on the banks of the Seine to the anti-cancer ward filled with disinfectant, the fates of Xia Yiyi and Ji Yu have been entangled for more than twenty years.
The jasmine glass beads exchanged in childhood hide unspoken throbbing, the confession hidden in the penalty homework during the epidemic online class, the misplaced pursuit and escape in high school... When Xia Yiyi turned around and bumped into her old lover on the streets of Paris, the gears of fate had quietly turned.
She cut off her long hair and put on a wig, and the scars of her wandering in a foreign land cracked into deeper ravines after the reunion. Ji Yu, however, held the starry sky projector from back then and turned every drop of chemotherapy into starlight that grew in reverse: "You thought the candle was about to burn out, but I saw our light that had never been extinguished in the darkness."
Disease steals hair, health and time, but it cannot steal the first kiss under the jacaranda, nor can it steal the words "I like you" written through the back of the English homework paper, nor can it steal the resonance between two souls across the quadrant of life and death.
When all the missed spring was rekindled in the tears of candles, they finally understood that love is not about chasing light, but becoming each other's light source in the eternal night.
Intention: In the most fragile moments of life, love is not chasing light, but becoming each other's light source in the eternal night.