It is said that pain is an addiction, memory is a disease, and sentimentality is a lifelong disability that never heals; but Lin Xiaoruo is still unswervingly following this trajectory. Her tears fluttered in the wind like snowflakes... That look back many years ago destined her to taste thousands of flavors of love from then on. Neither he, nor anyone else in her life, could soothe the initial sweetness-laced pain in her heart. In the dream, her thoughts were very close, and she finally called out that name; in reality, her thoughts were far away, and she could no longer see his figure. She wanted to love him, but she couldn't get close to him or get into him; she wanted to forget him, but she couldn't let him go or let him go. Time and space intersect. She thought again and again that she had finally fallen in love with someone else... But in the end she found out that it was just an illusion. Everything she used to warm her soul was just his shadow. She refuses, accepts, gives or gets, but she can never get rid of his shadow that has been lingering in her heart... A thousand sails have passed. She wept softly, she smiled, and her soft sadness soaked the curtain of autumn rain. Turning around, the fish called happiness that she had always believed in her heart walked towards her step by step...