Winter in Harbin, a class of four.
Shen Zhixia understood everything but couldn't speak.
Song Shiyu wanted everything, but he didn't dare to reach out.
Chen Yu had planned everything, but he couldn't count himself.
Lin Yi saw everything, but he said nothing.
From the first snowfall in my senior year of high school to a late night three years after graduation.
Four drinks, straws on each side.
No one did anything wrong.
They were each just stuck on their own.
Group chat has been dead for two years. That night suddenly lighted up:
"This Saturday night, the same place. Come if you can."
The snow was as heavy as that year.
But no one reached out to pick it up.
Concept: Four ordinary people slowly and silently lose each other in their most common human weaknesses.