The flying snow fell all over Ji Yujing's shoulders. He lightly brushed the snow off his shoulders, stood up and left. When he was crossing the road at the intersection, an out-of-control truck slammed into him - before he could react, he had been rolled under the wheel. Pain came like a tide. Darkness appeared at the edge of his vision, and there was a buzzing in his ears. At this moment, screams and exclamations came one after another, and disappeared from his mind the next second.
Ji Yujing thought: It's finally over. If there is an afterlife, even if it costs me my life, I will save you, Lin Zilu.
When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the person who made him miss him day and night.
Lin Zilu stood in a piece of pure white snow, wearing that familiar cotton-padded jacket, with crooked eyebrows and reaching out to him as before, so since it was...
Intention: Run towards the past, just for you
