Seventeen-year-old He Shan wanders between three coordinates:
The father's harshness on the piano keys, the wild ambition growing on the turf,
And the never-falling meteor shower in Pei Ling's eyes.
She always appears on rainy days, carrying a damp star map in her school uniform pocket
Until one rainy night, Swiss snow fell into the starless playground,
Only a young man could read the last page of that astronomy notebook:
"All encounters are comet collisions with the atmosphere,
And I am willing to be the one who burns you,
The most silent oxygen. "
Intention: We use youth as fuel to burn unspoken crushes into meteors. We realize the moment before falling to the ground - those football shoe prints soaked in the rainy season, the rusty moonlight on the piano keys, and the melted green apple candy in the convenience store are the most sophisticated dark matter in the universe, forever entangled in the Orion belt of parallel time and space.