That summer, Wu Xunqing broke into Shi Yanli's construction site wearing a pair of white high heels, stepped on the mud, and lost an earring. He didn't say "return it to you," but just put the earring into the deepest part of the drawer, and hid it for the whole autumn together with the phrase "hold it again in the winter."
She is a fashion magazine editor, bright, frank, and supported by her family. He is an architect, silent, and accustomed to leaving before others. Their story begins in midsummer and ends in late winter.
This winter, the person I promised to watch the snow with is no longer around. But the snow is still falling, the road is still walking, and those moments of serious love will always remain in the snow, echoing silently.
Intention: The closer we are, the further apart we are, no one needs to say sorry