On that winter night, he gave me the hope of love, but unfortunately, in the long life, he was just a passer-by to me. Yes, the person he fell in love with at first sight was not me, the person he chased for a year was not me, the person he drank until he vomited blood in the middle of the night was not me, the person who affected his mood was not me, and the bride he carried on his back in the snow was not me either. How can it be considered a regret? At least I had him in my dream. As the singing came into my ears, if I forget my love, I don't want to shed tears. Those happiness, let him arrive for me. His bride was beautiful, and every move he made towards her was the same as in my dream. He blocked the wine for his bride, and carried his bride around and around in the snow. It was the dream I had on a snowy day. Sweet, yet bitter. Hmm~ So what should I do? Happiness, I wish you the best but I don't wish the best for us.
Intention: secret love