He once asked me which season I like best, and I said winter without hesitation. He asked me what I like, and I said I just like it. There are so many reasons. Just like I like you, I just like it. If I like you, I will be with you. He touched my hair and said it was really stupid. At that time, he grabbed a handful of snow and put it away. In my neck, I asked you to call me stupid. We laughed so happily at that time. He asked me which season I didn't like. I said it doesn't matter if I don't like it in particular. I just like winter better. He said that fools don't stay the same. I said that it will definitely not change. Just like I like you, I will never change. You are the same, right? He just smiled faintly...