This is a short novel with no extra plot. It is a relatively pure story with the love between Qin Hua and Shen Aicheng as the main line. What time likes to do most is rush through each of our lives. When we are hurt, we will say to leave everything to time, it can erase everything, every thing, every emotion, every pain. However, when we feel that all sorrow should be over, we can still only lick the wounds alone. There is really little snow in the north this year. Without that much white snow, it will no longer be able to reflect the white you in my memory.