"Last night the snow was a foot deep, and today the sun is rising a thousand feet deep."
The clear and elegant inscription on the corner of the desk made Shen Yingchu remember Zhao Jiachuan for three whole years.
He is a legend in the clouds, with a dazzling family background and frosty eyebrows.
She was a silent and hard-working top ten student in a single-parent family. She sat quietly in front of him and caught all his casual glances.
When it first snowed at the age of seventeen, he asked her: "Would you like to give it a try?"
She thought she had finally waited for her own sunrise.
Until his brother was drunk and laughed:
"Jiachuan's bet, it's really nice to win."
"I chased Shen Yingchu for three months, and the bet was a sports car."
She listened quietly and left quietly.
Like snow falling silently.
At his wedding many years later, "Melting Snow" flowed from the white piano.
The bride said with tears in her eyes: "This is our love song."
All the guests praised the divine love.
Only Shen Yingchu knows——
He had played that piece in the music classroom when he was seventeen.
At that time he said: "Practice whatever you want."
It turns out that the snow will melt and the sun will come.
But the snow never fell for her, and the light never shined on her.
One day when she was sorting out her old belongings, she found an old textbook.
The inscription has long been blurred.
The sound of soup simmering came from the kitchen, and the snow outside the window was melting.
She suddenly understood:
Real warmth is not waiting for the sunrise.
But there is someone who is willing to accompany you through the whole winter.
"Some snow is destined not to wait until spring."
"But there is always someone who will raise the sun for you."
Purpose: Love others first, love yourself first