"Liu Honghan, the year I gave up on you, it snowed." Zhuang Wangshu watched the snow beads hitting the glass window in front of his desk. Outside the window was a vast white sky.
In the scorching summer of previous years, the ginkgo trees were as green as oil.
In the past, the autumn wind was bleak, and the ginkgo trees were as yellow as gold.
The ginkgo trees in School I are always so beautiful, that is the color in Zhuang Wangshu's heart.
Those snowflakes that always accompany pure love never landed beside Zhuang Wangshu during those three years of confusion.
When everything changed, the girl's heart sadly changed.
This is not a shocking story, it is just an ordinary girl's adolescence story.
"At that time, how I wished it would snow and that I could stand on the same snowfield as Liu Honghan - even though he only saw the white snow in his eyes, I could see his figure and the white world reflected in my eyes."
"I will try my best so that one day I can return to School I with Liu Honghan and take a look at those ginkgo trees."
"Liu Honghan, if I remain firm in my original intention and never forget it, can I be with you forever?"
"Liu Honghan, maybe what attracted me to you in the beginning was the proud light in your eyes - that was the look I once had."
"You have your future, and I have mine. Why should I let you decide my future? My life has always been my own."
"It turns out that I don't like you a long time ago, and I may even have never liked you."
"Liu Honghan, the year I gave up on you, it snowed."