Winter Comes, Winter Goes

They say pain is an addiction, memories are an illness, and melancholy is a lifelong disability. Yet Lin Xiaoruo still steadfastly followed that path. And so her tears danced in the wind like snowflakes... A glance over her shoulder many years ago sealed her fate: from then on, she would taste the myriad flavors of love. Neither he nor anyone else in her life could soothe that first, sharp ache in her heart, wrapped in a faint sweetness.

In her dreams, he felt so near that at last she called his name. In reality, he was so far away that she could no longer see his figure. She wanted to love him, but could neither draw close to him nor enter his world. She wanted to forget him, but could neither let him go nor bear to lose him.

Time and space intertwined.

Again and again, she thought she had finally fallen in love with someone else... only to discover each time that it was an illusion. The warmth she sought for her soul came from nothing but his shadow. Whether she refused or accepted, gave or received, she could never escape the shadow of him that lingered in her heart...

After sailing past a thousand ships.

She wept softly, she smiled, and gentle sorrow soaked through the curtain of autumn rain. Turning around, she saw the fish she had always believed in, the one called Happiness, walking toward her step by step...