"Have you ever thought about what kind of life we would live if we left the small town and went to the big city?"
Snowflakes fell in large tracts in the small town, and the playground of the attached middle school became a snow country.
Ten years ago, Jiang Ruoshui and Zhang Yihang sat in the stands of the playground, daydreaming about the future; ten years later, only Jiang Ruoshui stood at the entrance, looking at the pure white campus.
The playground is so white, like a blank sheet of paper without any traces.
Zhang Yihang, who was happy in every possible way, made the first stroke in Jiang Ruoshui's pale life. Falling in love with Zhang Yihang was the first trace drawn on the white paper.
After ten years of love, he ate the food Zhang Yihang liked, wore the clothes Zhang Yihang liked, and made the choices Zhang Yihang liked.
His life has been completely filled by Zhang Yihang.
Ten years later, Zhang Yihang said that perhaps their relationship had come to an end.
Intention: Treat feelings sincerely
