The locust trees in the old alley had fallen and turned yellow. Su Wan always squatted under the trees to pick up fallen leaves in the cold weather. The temperature on her fingertips still remained when Shen Zhiyan held her hand for the last time. The man who said he would take her to see the Aurora failed to survive the cold winter, leaving only a diary filled with guilt and reluctance, and countless intertwined memories - counting stars, sharing wontons, and forced smiles in the ward. He asked her to forget and find someone who could accompany her, but she tried, but none of the millions of people in the world had the light he once showed her. During the long winter, she walked alone with memories in her arms, only to realize that some farewells are not the end, but a dull pain that takes a lifetime to digest.
