Plum Yellow Shiyu wets not only the bluestone slabs of Jiangnan, but also the unspoken confessions trapped in the wrinkles of time. When 24-year-old Lin Xiaoman was sorting out old things, he shook out from the yellowed paper boat a mystery that spanned fifteen years - her childhood sweetheart Ji Ran, who had disappeared, was existing in her world in two forms at the same time.
The attic of 2005 hides a living, breathing past. Whenever the rainy season comes, the aroma of camphor will sweep her into the cool summer of crushed blueberries. Fifteen-year-old Ji Ran's school uniform was stained with wisteria petals, and she was taught how to solve equations with a pen that couldn't finish the ink. The burn scar under her collarbone was a badge of her childhood recklessness. In the clinic in 2020, Dr. Ji Mingxuan, who is wearing gold-rimmed glasses, bends his knuckles when holding the pen, which is exactly the same as that of the disappeared boy. When Lin Xiaoman discovered that the two of them had the same tear mole and scars, time and space began to reveal sharp tooth marks.
When the seventh rain of the plum rainy season fell, Lin Xiaoman finally understood the true meaning of "waiting for the rain to stop" at the bottom of the paper boat. Fifteen-year-old Ji Ran is dismantling the laws of the universe at the other end of the wormhole, thirty-year-old Ji Mingxuan is reorganizing the probability of encounter at the end of time and space, and all the wisteria flowers in parallel worlds are repeating the same flower language: before the world collapses, please recognize me...
This two-way rush through time difference finally condensed into the physical theorem wrapped in glass candy paper - the truly stable space-time structure is the annual distance of light between the green plum and the bamboo horse measured by the wings of the seventeen-year cicada.
Concept: The disappearance you see is me running towards you in light-year units