Coming back, everything is different. He had forgotten everything, her smile, her tears, every moment of getting along with her. And she was destined to never fall in love with him again. A drama of joys and sorrows, heartbreaking tears, why were the two destined to separate? Who is playing that song of separation that no one in the world loves? Who is ruthlessly severing the bond between him and her? Time and time again, we feel heartbroken, and we try to avoid being hurt again and again. Why can we only avoid the unnecessary childish words exchanged between each other? Who was holding back his natural anger? Who is aggravating her sadness after experiencing love and hate? Why is there only deception, why is there only hurt, why can you only avoid your own feelings like this? She could no longer suppress her feelings. Even if she had to disappear, even if she had to face death, she was still willing to use the few days left to listen to his voice. But she was afraid, afraid of the cold words in his mouth. He watched her personally pull out the snow rose that could make a wish, with no fear on her face. She was in despair. Since he chose to forget, it would be impossible for her to have a wish anymore. If there was no wish, then she wouldn't need the rose, right?
He gave her the bunch of roses with poison on the thorns. It was the second time and the first time. She held it tightly in her hands and hugged her tightly. She knew it was poisonous, but she didn't want to let it go, nor did she want to let it go, because it was the first and last bouquet of roses he gave her. She watched quietly, watching her red blood dripping on the snow-white Bianhua flower, dyeing it red together with her cold tears...