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In the summer when my mother turned into salt, the thick cumulonimbus clouds on the other side of Mount Andatarai were like a huge bomb, bringing the whole world to an end. In the final world of complete silence, only the chirping of cicadas is left, and my heart is empty from now on. The appearance of the shaking moon is like a beam of light, dispelling the haze in my life. She would grab the noses of bad children with her delicate fingers that played the piano keys, and she would work silently to respond to her mother's excessive expectations. I stared at the moon from a place closer than anyone else, and I was deeply attracted to her without knowing it. After graduation, Yaoyue shined on the stage as a talented pianist, but her destiny came to an abrupt end during a piano competition. The ring finger of Yaoyue's left hand suddenly broke off, and the cross section of the fingertip was as pure white as salt. This is a story that begins and ends with tears.