An unforgettable young love,
A cry of using life to fight against the shackles of the world,
A journey that spans life and death and uses words to find soul salvation.
Liu Muqi, who was as cold as snow, met Yu Qianxue, who was as bright as light. In that late summer when the cicadas were noisy, two completely different souls destined to resonate quietly approached each other. From the initial temptation to the secret approach, from the tacit understanding at the same table to the warm dependence of the "light under the eaves" cabin, they built a utopia that belongs only to each other in the gap of youth. With the silver chain of delphinium and blue snowflakes as evidence, they made a vow that "my freedom is only related to you".
However, this love that is not tolerated by the world is like a beam of light that pierces the darkness, but it causes heavy rain and thunder. A photo of a kiss set off a huge wave and pushed them into the center of a ruthless storm. Domestic violence, school pressure, and Internet malice are like cold iron chains, tearing them apart alive. Yu Qianxue was personally sent to the dark purgatory called "Jingmo Academy" by her closest relatives, a desperate place that used "treatment" in the name of torture but in reality torture. There, her freedom, dignity and even life were crushed and eroded bit by bit.
Ten years passed, and Liu Muqi embarked on a thorny journey to find someone. She transformed into a sharp "ice blade" reporter, using reports to pierce the unfair mask of the world, just to capture a trace of her loved one in the dark corner. When the sins of "Jingmo Academy" were finally exposed to the sun, the truth she encountered in the deepest part of the ruins was a farewell that had already been staged and soaked in blood and tears - the pair of blue snowflakes and delphinium silver chains tightly entwined on the cold bones silently told the deepest despair and the most tragic accusation.
The person she spent her whole life pursuing turned into nothing but a handful of ashes. The righteous trial arrived as scheduled, but the belated justice could not heal the deeply visible scars in his heart. I looked up at the sun, which was so dazzling, and the sunshine shining on my body was so warm, but no matter how dazzling the sun was, it was not as dazzling as her, and no matter how warm the sun was, it could not warm the sorrow in my heart. The sweet past in front of you is like a glazed dream, within reach but instantly dissipated, leaving only a place of pain and sadness.
Let go of the past and turn your pen into a blade. Willow trees live in the "light under the eaves" of their former hut, spreading out the paper of time. Witnessed by the silently blooming blue snowflakes on the terrace, she wrote their story word for word, from the thrill of meeting to the tragedy of separation. Here is the burial place of pain and eternal rebirth. "Muqi!" - That call across time and space, that open arms in the light and shadow, that warm embrace that makes people cry after a long absence... "Long time no see!"
She finally returns, like a butterfly that breaks free from its constraints, light, free, and never fades.
In writing, in heart.
In this restricted world, they used words as their wings and finally reached the shore of eternity and freedom.
Intent: This is a love letter dedicated to all the unrecognized love in the world.
It is the deepest condolences and the most tenacious struggle against oppression and injustice.
Even if we never meet again and our lovesickness turns to ashes,
Sparks of love and freedom,
Under the candlelight of words,
Never extinguished.
