The love letter that has not been sent for six years, the love that has been waiting for eight years, is running in both directions. There is a lover but no final love. It is obvious that I and they love each other, but they cannot love each other. She was right, he was a fool who couldn't express himself. He owed her confession for six years, but it ended in death. She saw him waiting for her in the flower field on the other side, and he was indifferent. She burst into tears, and finally broke up on bad terms. It was such a pity that she could no longer express that deep feeling. All the good feelings towards a person are gone in an instant. Then say goodbye. Goodbye to you. Goodbye to me who loves you. It's a pity that we couldn't last until winter. It would be nice to watch the snow with you.
Concept: Adapted from a true story