Xie Geqiu remembered the scene when they first met. It was a Sunday when winter had just entered, and the first snowfall was particularly fierce. It started falling continuously on Wednesday, making it difficult to tell the difference between day and night. That day, he was drunk and fell asleep in the car. He didn't know how long it took until he vaguely heard a series of knocks on the window. Qiuqiu frowned, pulled down the window, and saw a girl wrapped up tightly, wearing a red hat and a brown striped scarf. She held a pen and a few pages of paper in her hand, with a pair of big hesitant eyes and a smile...