There are no gods in the world, they are just two mortals whose fates are entangled in the world.
Zhou Li was born with a cold temperament, taciturn and distant, paranoid and reserved in his bones. He was not good at emotions in his life, but he fell into Jiang Ning's eyes at a glance.
Jiang Ning had a troubled life and was trapped in the chess game of the world. He experienced ups and downs and hidden injuries in his youth, and struggled in the wind and rain. Underneath his gentle appearance, he was full of loneliness and bravery.
They meet by fate and save each other.
They survived the wandering in the deep sea, made their intentions in the snowy winter, and settled down to live in the fireworks of the world.
There are the peaceful years of warm winter family photos, the tenderness and tenderness that accompany them day and night, and there are also the old wounds and forbearance hidden in the years.
The years flow slowly, and the blue hair is gradually dyed with frost. Half of my life is stable, and the other half of my life is gentle, and the hardships are turned into an ordinary fleeting time.
"I can only love you."
"It was before, it is now, and it will be after death."
In his twilight years, winter snow comes again, and Jiang Ning ends his life peacefully, quietly withering by the warm fire.
Zhou Li was calm and restrained for most of his life, unwilling to stay alone in the world.
We were together in quilt in this life, and we will go home together after death. He guarded her all his life, and finally chose to embrace each other and sleep together.
With the silver ring as the contract and the falling snow as the witness, mortal men and women are deeply in love throughout their lives, dependent on each other in life and death, and never leave each other year after year.
