In the winter in Sweet City, the snow that fell that year was the only one in this small town in many years.
In the first half of the first semester of high school, Zuo Yi and Su Huai were just sitting at the front and back desks, even talking with a bit of awkwardness that teenagers can't hide. Until that night before self-study, the teaching building suddenly exploded. Everyone opened the windows and looked out. Fine snow fell on the playground, on the bare branches of the camphor tree, and on a rare snowy day in Sweet City.
They huddled beside the railing in the corridor and looked at the snow. The street lights from the evening study hall illuminated the falling snow like scattered stars. Zuo Yi clenched the note in his hand, pulled Su Huai to an empty classroom, and confessed to him stumblingly. Su Huai was stunned for a long time, and finally nodded gently in the falling snow.
But this heartbeat with the smell of snow still did not survive the following days.
Zuo Yi was overwhelmed by the pressure of his native family and the comments of others. He couldn't even utter a single explanation, so he could only break up with Su Huai without knowing it. Su Huai didn't wait for a reason until the end, he only waited for the early summer wind and Zuo Yi's leaving figure.
It never snowed again in Sweet City, just like they never went back to that winter.
When they meet again, it will be Midsummer Eve six years later
Intention: Taking the first snow as a promise, we will still be each other after going round and round.