[Age difference + years + redemption]
On an ordinary snowy day, Xie Yu met an unforgettable person in his life. Later, Xie Yu felt that this day was not ordinary at all, and a wounded bird stumbled into his world.
"What's your name?"
"Song Zhinian"
During the winter vacation of his sophomore year, Song Zhinian went to the Northeast alone to play. It was a snowy day, and Song Zhinian stood there quietly, letting the snow fall on his head.
Song Zhinian was twenty-one that year, and Xie Yu, who was twenty-seven, couldn't understand why this little girl was so cold. Later, Xie Yu only regretted that he was not warm enough and could not warm her heart.
"We, A-Nian, will live a long life, and Xie Yu and Song Zhinian will live forever."
