Ling Yi will always miss the winter of 2020.
In Ling Yi's past memories, it hardly snowed in Weicheng. On the contrary, it was Christmas that year, and there happened to be a little bit of light snow falling, which was perfect for the occasion.
Children in the south rarely see snow, so they always cherish it crazily. After class, Ling Yi lay on the railing of the corridor and watched the snow falling. She didn't come back to her senses until Han Yu put his arm around her shoulders and looked at her with smiling eyes.
Han Yu asked her that day why she always wore a black rubber band.
Ling Yi stared at his snow-dyed eyelashes and hair, and didn't speak for a long time. In fact, this is what she was thinking: Because I feel that I am as small and ordinary as this black rubber band, a very inconspicuous existence among all living beings. But after all, she didn't have the courage to speak, so she just prevaricated it casually.
Ling Yi would always think of this incident later, even though at that time she already understood that they would not have an ending.
She couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality. She only heard Han Yu say to her:
I can always see your eyes in the crowd, even if you only wear an ordinary black rubber band.
Intention: Relieve