The bond between space and heartbeat
"If you get lost, I will use the stems of the vines as a rope to pull you back from the dark hole."
Li Jiuchuan's breathing was rapid in the communicator: "You must come back."
On my eighteenth birthday, the grape vine bore full fruit for the first time. Xu Yi stubbornly wanted to pick the first bunch of grapes for Li Jiuchuan. Li Jiuchuan held his hand, and the sweet smell of the fruit and the smell of disinfectant blended strangely.
As dusk grew darker, Xu Yi suddenly asked: "Do you think Grape Vine remembers all our conversations?"
Li Jiuchuan set the monitor to heartbeat synchronization mode, and two green lights flashed in the dusk: "It remembers the first time you asked me about whales, remembers us rescuing the pergola on a rainy night, remembers you secretly drawing my monitoring curve..."
Xu Yi's fingers touched his collarbone: "But it can't remember what will happen tomorrow."
Li Jiuchuan's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the monitor sounded a warning sound. But he kissed Xu Yi amidst the sirens, and the vines trembled above their heads, as if all the heartbeats of the fifteen to eighteen-year-olds had been shaken into purple fruits.
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Xu Yi's rejection reaction is at its most severe.
"If you can't get through this time, you can continue to draw grapevines for me, and take photos and send them to me every year when the seasons change, okay?" Xu Yi curled up in a wheelchair, and the monitor wires wrapped around her arms like withered vines.
Li Jiuchuan put 52 Hz headphones into his ears: "If you dare to 'swim into deep water' alone, I will..."
The wind picked up his unfinished words, and the vine bloomed the last little flower in the silence.
The shortness of life and the power of sincere emotions, a story about finding hope and mutual redemption in limited time.
Intention: Even if life is limited, love can be eternal.