His name is Ling Hua, and he is a snow that will not melt in the city of Hangzhou.
The first time Hu Tao met him was in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the fifth floor of Tran Company. The man lowered his head to read the documents, his lenses reflecting the light. He was cold, restrained, and spoke few words, like a glass of still boiled water. She never thought that she would fall in love with such a person later.
What she didn't expect was that the snow had already fallen for her.
He hid his love so well that even she thought she was the one who was attracted to him first.
Until that spring, there was a meteor shower in the game. He stood beside her and suddenly said: "Hutao, can you be my girlfriend?"
The snow falls silently, but sometimes it hits my heart.
When the snow falls, spring will come - and the peach blossoms will bloom.
