It was on their way to the point that Mei found herself quite unable to stop thinking about a lunatic fascination with the kapok flowers instead of the Lighthouse. She found that his description of the Lighthouse sounded too profound, too technical and too abstract for her to understand. It was far beyond her reach. But rather, she felt an irresistible impulse to learn the depth beneath his fancy outfi t. Her vision fl uttered badly as though her future seemed to have been rooted in that late spring ever since.