A heavy snowfall, two encounters. Wen Xu'an was picked up and brought home by Shen Zhiyan on a cold night. They stayed together for ten years, from dependence to deep love. I thought it was a two-way journey to perfection, but it was no match for the impermanence of life and death. Doctors can save the world, but they cannot save themselves. From now on, the winter snow is still there, the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant again, and there is no more Shen Zhiyan in the world. Only Wen Xu'an is left, guarding the memories, waiting for a reunion that will never come back.
Intention: Love is the only light in the cold night, and it is also the constant thought that separates life and death.