The sky was filled with fog, and heavy snow fell, freezing the entire Lingchuan night.
"I like snow."
"I know you like the snow in cold autumn, not the snow in the twelfth lunar month."
He stood quietly by the Lanchi, watching the water flow stop and freeze into ice, watching the peach trees covered with white snow, just like his death heart, cold and hard.
Purpose: Cherish the ones you love and let go of sorrow, resentment and jealousy