There is no snow in the winter in Silent City.
Ji Ran told me that many years ago, there was a heavy snowfall here in order to bury a concubine from the late Qing Dynasty.
Many years later, when I stood in front of Ji Ran, he was smiling, as if he was looking at someone in a dream.
Ji Ran said, wait until all the lotuses in Silent City are seen.
She is coming back.
At that time, he would take her to Minghu Lake in Jicheng City to pick a bunch of lotus flowers and plant them at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.
This day is finally coming.