Winter in the northwest is always bitingly cold. When I walk on the street, the wind blows against my neck like a knife. Perhaps because I am afraid of the cold, I decided to choose a city in the south for my college choice, a city that I have always longed for but am unfamiliar with. Because of this, I miss the feeling of home so much that the short winter vacation makes me cherish every moment at home. Gatherings with relatives and friends are not as comfortable as at home. This novel was also conceived while I was at home. Mu Zhinuan's lonely, arrogant but Burmese dual character seems to be my own, and I am now constructing Mu Zhinuan's life as I construct my life.