In 2017, the grassland was covered with snow.
Nona, carrying her schoolbag and her hair turning white, finally waited outside the tent for the distinguished guest her grandma had spoken of. The crowd was crowded, and their eyes instantly crossed each other.
She saw someone step forward and gently pat the fallen snow off the top of her hair. His voice was gentle, and the surrounding snow seemed to melt like butter: "Thank you for your hard work, kid."
She touched her nose and stared at her toes awkwardly.
There was a thick breath of hot air in the ear, and the friend next to the boy laughed heartily, "I heard that you skipped class?"
"..."
Nona was embarrassed and counterattacked in a low voice: "Yes, it's not shameful at all to meet so many good-looking people at once... Ah."
Xu Jiamian's eyes were smiling, like the spring breeze in March.
"I support you on this."
This was their first meeting, and the boy was like an alien creature descending on the vast grassland.
At that time no one could understand the girl's obscure troubles. He untied her knot and tied a beautiful bow with his own hands.
Tell her, "Run, kid."
In the year 2027, the willows are covered with snow.
From the vast wilderness, to the drizzle south of the Yangtze River, from Eren to Yangzhou. A city of mountains, a city of water, a slow Yangzhou will eventually be slow step by step.
In this ten-year pursuit, she has never been able to participate in his life trajectory.
She's not special, not the only one, not even the most special. I hesitated countless times before finally saying it into one sentence.
Yangzhou is so nice, and so are you.
Such a good person is her sweetheart, but he is not her destined person.
Xu Jiamian, I really see you again this time.
*Be
*Purely fictional/no prototype
Intention: Turn love into the driving force to move forward.
