A belated snow, a girl wearing a white skirt in the snow. Two wounded souls heal each other. There is no passion between a wealthy lady and a domineering president, just an ordinary relationship between an ordinary couple. Has our generation desecrated love? She said: Compared to fast-food love, she prefers the persistence of loving only one person in her life. He said: No matter how long it takes or what happens, I will always be there when you look back. . .
