林筠站在雨中，撑着一把破旧的油纸伞，她的右脚被一根细长的绳子缠住。这已经不是第一次了，每一次 she would stand in the rain, holding an old oil-paper umbrella with a thin rope wrapped around her right foot. 这种感觉如此熟悉，仿佛她生来就是这样的命运。
“停一下。” A voice broke through the chaos. She turned around, only to find her eyes locked on the horizon. The sky was gray, and the wind carried the faint sound of a song.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out an old photograph. It was taken years ago, during a storm, when she still had the strength to smile. The image brought back memories like they were alive.
她从口袋里掏出一张旧照片。这是Years Ago在暴风雨中拍摄的，当她还拥有微笑的力量时拍摄的。照片带回了回忆，就像它们真的存在一样。
“You should try to catch that raindrop,” a voice said behind her. She didn’t turn, but she knew it was her twin sister, Lin Huan.
她没有转身，但她知道说话的人是她的孪生妹妹Lin Huan。
林筠 closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The wind had calmed down, but the rain kept falling. She knew what was coming next.
命运转折的夜晚
When she opened her eyes, the world felt heavier than ever before. Rain poured in all directions, hitting her face and clothes.
她睁开眼时，世界感觉比以往任何时候都要沉重。雨水从各个方向倾泻而下，打在她的脸上和身上。
She knew she couldn’t run. Her legs were like lead, and the pain was unbearable.
She held onto a nearby tree with all her strength.
她紧紧抓住附近的树，尽全力地抓住。
“Hang on!” Lin Huan’s voice called out, but no one answered.
“hang on!”,林胡ννννννννννννννννννννννννννννννν
