[He is the mint-flavored moonlight, she is the spark that starts a prairie fire]
Lin Ji's youth is a rusty wristband, hiding the cut scars and the scent of his mother's magnolia perfume.
Jiang Nuan's youth was like a five-hundred-degree lens. Everything he saw was out of focus, except for the fog on his eyelashes.
During the summer of military training in 2005, she discovered the secret under his long hair, and he covered her eyes and said, "Don't look."
He taught her how to pronounce the Greek alphabet, and she secretly hid his asthma spray; he blocked gossip for her, and she kissed the twisted scar on his wrist.
Until the ice disaster froze the promise, and the handwriting on the chemotherapy sheet blurred the promise of "growing old together"——
"Lin Ji, you said the ice edges are cracks in the sky, but my cracks are all about you."
Purpose: Throughout our lives, we are just looking for the person who is willing to kiss your scars