Hearing-impaired girl VS gradually blind boy with leukemia
Mirror sadomasochism with the death of senses
The suicide note visible under the microscope in the cherry blossom specimen, the life-and-death duet between the ECG monitor and the chirping of cicadas
The substitute life wrapped up in the firefighting corruption case, the ultimate trial of burning butterflies and frozen cornea
"We didn't miss each other, but we were symbionts whose fate was staggered. When you bloom, I am withering in the ashes for you."
**When your death heartbeat came from the hearing aid, I realized that these seven years of life were a stolen mirror. **
Seventeen-year-old Lin Wu picked up Jiang Yu's sketchbook under the cherry blossom tree. Amidst the fire of the maple tree burning at the tip of the boy's pen, the daisy hearing aid in the girl's ear was exactly the same as hers. Being hearing-impaired, she couldn't understand the twilight tenderness in his eyes, just as he, who was suffering from terminal leukemia, couldn't tell the broken truth in her lips——
In the fire seven years ago, firefighter Lin Ji split the boundary between life and death with an ax blade and changed the lives of two girls. The surviving "Lin Wu" is actually Jiang Xiaozhou, the daughter of the key witness in the arson case, and the real Lin family daughter has long been turned into a charred corpse in the freezer of the morgue.
"Every cicada chirp you hear is the second hand counting down my life."
Jiang Yu used chemotherapy solution to write a love letter on the back of the canvas, and the paint was mixed with blood from a detached retina. He taught Lin Wu to draw eternal cherry blossoms, but on the day her cochlear implant was switched on, she coughed up blood clots with butterfly wings. When the surveillance video of the morgue was exposed on a rainy night, Lin Wu understood: the paclitaxel injected into the vein every month was the truth bug that Jiang Yu fed with cancer cells; the daisy hearing aid that burned behind the ear was the crown of sin forged by his brother's lies.
Two people whose birthdays were tampered with, a twin flower growing in opposite directions.
The rust on the fire ax is the blood of seven years ago, and the cherry blossoms in the sketchbook are the monument of seventeen years old. When Jiang Yu's electrocardiogram returned to normal on the day when the sycamore leaves fell, Lin Wu finally heard the dust-covered last words in the hearing aid chip:
"Every day I wither is the nourishment for you to bloom."
Intention: Every cicada chirp you hear is the second hand counting down my life.