The Snow Never Falls

Tragedy + bad ending Depressed heroine vs. male lead with albinism This is a story about whether love exists. As you rush toward the one you love, there is also a little figure silently giving everything for you behind your back. But will you ever look back? I fell in love with the sixteen-year-old Zheng Zhiheng when I was twenty-eight, and spent my whole life trapped by a youthful longing I could never fulfill. That was true of Zheng Zhiheng, and it was true of me, too. He said he loved me, and only me. But by the time I realized that love was real, he was already dead.