Seventeen-year-old Cheng Yi is good at drawing parabolas with basketballs, copying chemical formulas with calligraphy, and covering up the sound of tourniquets on his wrists with Chopin. In the old house where his parents were absent, he relied on antidepressants to maintain his breathing rhythm, until Lin Xiaoxiao, a violent childhood sweetheart, smashed his medicine bottle, piano transfer student Linnai hid the "Heart Sutra" in ink stains, and the prodigal brother Thirteenth left smeared puff cream all over his life account book.
From the attempted suicide under the seventh parasol tree in the playground of junior high school, to the first hollow ball thrown from the glass backboard of high school; from the dusty silver divorce bracelet in his mother's dowry, to the fissured ink moth in the sketchbook of art student Su Wanqing - Cheng Yi gradually understood in seven years:
Depression is like a sea without tide, but there is always someone willing to be his land.
When the rusty basket is replaced by a glass plate full of chemical elements, when Reina's Riemann love letter is folded into a paper airplane by Lin Xiaoxiao and shot into the rainstorm, when Zuo Shisan replaces the pills with Skittles and marks "Purple corresponds to Chopin's D flat major"... Those moments named "alive" will eventually shine like stardust in the cracks.
Motto: We don't have to heal, we just need to learn to recognize the shape of light in the cracks