"Sister Shen Gui... Can't come..."
It rarely snows in the south, but it snowed heavily this year, and the winter plum blossoms in the yard are still blooming beautifully.
"Shen Chengui, wait for me, I'm coming to find you..."
She hibernated forever next to her tombstone on the day of the winter solstice in the second year after her death.
"Shen Yao, Shen Yao, the young Yao, everyone hopes that I will die soon..."
"We have known each other for twenty-one years, I have loved you for twelve years, and we broke up for one year. This is the first winter after your death... Don't leave me, I'm here to find you..."
Intention: love