Happiness Is Just One Step Away

After losing my memory, my life was labeled perfect until I walked into the "Time Flower Language" flower shop at the end of the alley. The shop owner Li Haoyu has eyes full of pain. He taught me flower arrangement, told me that sunflowers represented "silent love", and handed me a scarf with the fragrance of grass and trees on a snowy night. I went there frequently to piece together the fragments between dreams and reality - we had been in love for five years, and a car accident caused me to lose my memory and left permanent scars on his face. The truth finally fell apart when I discovered medical records and a compensation agreement among my old belongings. And my time is running out. The operation failed. In the spring he received my letter. That bottle of withered sunflowers remains in winter forever.