Love You in Winter
by Liu Ye
About This Novel
Only Snow knows how white the snow is; only I know how much I love her. A person's struggle in life always seems pale and powerless, because what he wants to make up for in his heart has never been made up for, so loneliness comes quietly every time he looks back. As I shuttled through the sea of people rushing back and forth, I thought more about the encounter with love. They disappeared in pairs at the end of the road and then appeared from the other end of the road. They cycled through love again and again; they were left behind again and again, leaving behind loneliness. So, I learned that people not only circulate in life, but also circulate in love in life. What circulates is loneliness, and what is left behind is also loneliness.
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