"Wait for me here." The young man stroked the girl's hair on her shoulders.
"Will you come back?"
"Yeah."
"Really?"
"Have I ever lied to you?"
"No." The girl smiled reassuringly.
You didn't lie to me. When the white clothes, white horses, and white snow merged into one point, the girl turned around.
Six years have passed and things have changed. What remains unchanged is the snow sitting on Wangfeng Peak and the lonely figure standing in the snow.
You have never lied to me before...
The man never came back. He looked at the road up the mountain every day, his eyes narrowed by the snow. He lost his mind and could not enter other colors. From then on, except for the white snow and the black shadow, the pure blue sandwiched between them could no longer be seen in the world.