Snow Falls on Si Yan, Never Again Waiting for a Fine Day

Mu Xue once thought love was something you could endure your way into: endure the coldness, endure the formulas arranged in every possible combination in the lab, and through all those nights alone, surely a little warmth would eventually come.

Later, she understood. If someone doesn't love you, even if you wear yourself down to nothing, they'll only find you an eyesore.

A heart doesn't die all at once on a particular day. Over five years, each "Just wait" slowly wears it away.

Beneath the roof of marriage, when someone else gives you kindness, you have to bend down to accept it. What you build yourself can shelter you from wind and snow while you stand tall.