In the winter, the snow circled in the air several times and fell gently on her little red jacket. The pure white snow splashed out ice flowers on her jacket. It was sad and cold, and slowly melted. Her petite body was trembling, her lips were cold, and she was so fragile that she seemed to fall down in the next second. Suddenly, a man as enchanting as a cherry blossom stood in front of her and chuckled, and whispered a few words into her cold ear. Light gushed out from her empty eyes, her body stopped trembling, her eyes were so determined, as sharp as a knife...