His winter held the lingering scent of pear blossoms.
Shen Yan Hui looked out at the icy snow, longing gleaming in his amber eyes.
"Where are my pear blossoms..."
The winter dissolved into the mountain breeze, and Shen Yanhui, who had always awaited the spring pears, never got to see them.
Shen Yanyu - Shen Yanhui
Theme: Live well.
