I'm like a dead tree, I meet you in spring.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year.
Jiang Nian has only been impulsive a few times in his life. Except for Shi Ye, who was young and carousing, ignorant and fearless, he was one of the few people who made her willing. The night is cold and distant, yet gentle and calm. Only when she got closer did she realize that Tokoyami was also intoxicated. But, not to her. He is like an old piece of ice, Jiang Nian thought. The days are long, no matter who the person in your memory is, from now on, it will be me and only me.
Let's try it and let me love you.
Intention: I will meet you sooner or later