In the winter of 2017, a rare heavy snowfall fell in Nanheng.
In the vast white sky and earth, she discovered a bright color.
The snowflakes were jumping for joy, and her heart was also jumping for joy.
She didn't know how many times she had looked for him in the crowd, maybe the thousandth time, but she knew that this time, she couldn't find him.
"How are you doing now in my memory? I think I'm about to forget you. Let's move forward."
That summer, there were too many unsaid words, including confessions and farewells...
In fact, she should understand that whether a thing will be remembered or forgotten depends entirely on whose memory it is in.
"And all the memories about you are in my midsummer and cold winter."
Concept: youth, secret love