Mustard Seeds

That summer, Lu Ming jumped from the rooftop and carved the word "ideal" into the wind. My youth stopped halfway up the hillside of that small southern town forever. My name is Lin Jie. With this silent crack, I walked into the university and met Su Qing - she was like the back of the moon, beautiful and distant. She recognized me with her silence in the studio late at night. We are like two injured fireflies, lighting each other up in the darkest forest, trying to fill the deep wells in each other's hearts with love. But some people are destined not to be saved. She left in the snow, leaving only one sentence: "Promise me you will remember me, but don't just remember me." After she left, I turned my life into a ruin. Until Qiu Mai burst in and used rampant fireworks to force me to breathe again. She is the earth, the market, and the steaming steamed dumplings. She told me: "I don't compete with dead people, I just want to fall in love with living people." I spent my entire youth walking a long road between the shadow of death and the redemption of love. From being lost to the abyss, from swinging to arriving. Finally understand—— We are all mustard seeds, as small as dust. But after accepting Xumi, loving, and losing, I was able to clearly see the way forward and the way back halfway up the mountain.