1. In Jiang Jinyue's life, there was only one love: Shangguan Zhiyan. On that snowy day, beneath a cobalt-blue sky, they stood shoulder to shoulder amid the falling snow. They let the flakes whiten their hair, as if fulfilling a promise to grow old together, witnessed by no one.
That snowfall became the eternal backdrop in Jiang Jinyue's heart. She captured the scene on canvas and named it "Work No. 88." In the end, they still went their separate ways...
2. On the winter solstice the following year, it snowed. The snow was still the same cobalt blue as that year. Shangguan Zhiyan died.
Painting No. 88 became the cemetery Jiang Jinyue kept watch over alone. From then on, she locked it away in the depths of her studio, never to exhibit it. Every stroke of cobalt was a longing left unspoken; every snowflake was an epitaph engraved on her heart. She guarded the painting, that snowfall, and her love for Shangguan Zhiyan, through countless cobalt-blue winters.
Theme: Locking away love
