The winter that year was very cold. Su Youlin wanted to protect the last flame. A cold wind blew the last bit of warmth out...
"Chen Ning, I don't like winter at all. It's too cold. Amiao said that she wanted to go to the highest mountain, to the coldest north, maybe she wouldn't feel the cold anymore."
"Ling Ling, I want to cover your hand and watch the setting sun with you."
The warmest nine steps, the hottest nine days, the most distant nine years...
Concept: Facing the sea and blooming spring flowers