The snow in Lhasa falls for thousands of years. The snowdrops planted in the previous life bloomed on the roadside in this life. . Thousands of years ago, I didn't catch you. Thousands of years later, all that is left in my life is waiting. . Until the end of the snow, the world of mortals is annihilated. . This is a falling snow in life that is destined to be the entanglement of the fate of three people.