The color of snow can be bright or dim, just like love, it can bring people hope or drive them to a dead end...
Darkness blinded their eyes because they suffered from unfulfilled love.
The clear snowflakes falling in the cold wind look as soft as cotton wool at first glance;
The scorching flame does not hesitate to burn itself to fight for the light.
In the darkness, the hands that were trying to find a way out were already in disrepair, and accompanied by despair, every attempt was filled with shocking pain.
Does a way out really exist?
Maybe, love will find a way after all.
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