That Night, Snow Fell and Cherry Blossoms Drifted

Amid the falling snow, cherry blossoms bloomed brilliantly, yet carried a trace of sorrow.

Beneath the cherry tree, Xue held Ying, a smile of derision at fate on her face.

When they set out on this road of no return, they already knew how it would end.

In truth, both Ying and Xue were sorrowful in their own way.