She was five years old when she was picked up for the first time, lying on the roadside dying; she was sixteen years old when she was picked up for the second time, squatting on the roadside smoking. It's a snowy day. It was the first snow of the year. She couldn't save her heart because she couldn't speak, which made him heartbroken. You and I are not destined to be together in this life, but can we make a reservation for the next life? If there is an afterlife, I hope we can meet again. This time, I will take you home.