Xu Xun died on Zheng Sheng's twenty-fifth birthday.
Zheng Sheng sat on her single bed and silently accepted the fact.
She thought back to the winter when they met.
Xu Xun had whispered in her ear, "We'll be together for a long, long time."
The words lingered in her ears, like the unexpected snow that day, whipping her hair into a mess and stirring up her heart.
So much time had passed that she had forgotten some of it.
She only remembered that winter was bitterly cold, the moon was full, and Xu Xun was holding her hand as it trembled slightly with excitement.
Theme: Love that lingers in the heart
