It was just when winter was approaching that I met him
In the eighth year after Jiang Handong fell in love with Wen Han, he got married.
That was also Jiang Handong's last year. She was born in the coldest time of winter and left in winter.
She really wanted to say I love you, but the little mute couldn't speak, and secret love wouldn't escape from her eyes.
It snowed that day, and there was a jasmine flower in front of Jiang Handong's grave.
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