We met on a snowy day and separated in late autumn. What I thought was our respective peace was actually a farewell that you did not directly say.
We are childhood sweethearts in a broad sense. We grew up together. I thought I would be the person who understands you best in the world, but unexpectedly, I never seemed to understand you.
Later, countless times in the middle of the night, I would think about why I didn't get to know you better, and why I always thought you were who I thought you were.
The year before you left, Nancheng had the heaviest snowfall in recent years. We had the last snowball fight. Everything seemed to be back to our childhood, but time never looked back.
In the past, my favorite thing was snowy days, because I was born in a snowy day, but now, what I fear the most is snowy days, and what I look forward to the most is also the same.
Being afraid of the snow always reminds me of you who I lost because of my carelessness. What I look forward to is the wind carrying the snowflakes and kissing my face, as if you are coming back to see me.
Xia Jinmeng×Yu Hui
*Male protagonist's death warning
Intention: to express a possibility between childhood sweethearts and reflect the importance of verbal expression between modern men and women.