Wait for the Wind to Stop

Chen Yi woke up from a car accident with a scar in the middle of his chest and a soft-boiled egg pendant filled with oil hanging around his neck. Her husband Lin Jue went "out of town", leaving only the words "When the wind stops, I will be kissing you." She returned to the empty twentieth floor and began to repeatedly measure the distance from the door to the window sill - five steps, 2.6 Meters, which was the last groove he carved. The wear marks on the cuffs of the gray sweater rubbed against the palms of the hands, the number of orange candies on the window sill increased from one to eight, and the yolk of the soft-boiled eggs in the noodle shop wrapped the noodles. She hid the piece of paper in the gap between the stone pillars on Nanbin Road, put her finger into the groove and touched the ring embedded in the wood. The man in the movie resets time for love. From her fall, she saw the warm light leaking from the crack in the door of the Renshou Lane noodle shop - he was sitting by the window peeling oranges, with the children surrounding his knees. The wind stopped, and the smell of runny eggs returned. What beat under the scar was his heartbeat.