Summer Cicadas and Winter Snow

About This Novel

The silver ring was placed on the windowsill, and when the moonlight spread over it, it looked like a thin layer of snow had fallen. People say that all traces will be smoothed away by time, but facing this circle of cold metal, the thought will always arise: If cherishing itself is a kind of retention, then is the person who once handed it out hidden in the reflection and never left?

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