The snow that has been hard to find in Yicheng for three years has fallen...
Some people are reunited and blended into the smoke of thousands of human beings. Some people are still rubbing their fingers on the cold mechanical keyboard to experience the hardship of life. Some people are invisible in the night and the snow falls on their brows, with sour tears.
The minute hand ticks three more times. No matter prosperous or barren, this year will soon come to an end.
When Lin Wei was seventeen years old, the sycamore cotton wool was shuttled in the sunshine and the wind. An orange cat was tired at the door of the convenience store downstairs of her house. It slumped and raised its head, staring attentively at the crows chattering on the branches of the sycamore tree.
She met a man with some ideas. He carefully peeled off the layers of her heart and discovered all the bravery she had never shown. The story comes naturally, the love is first awakened, but it is difficult to recover.
So they pledged themselves to each other, and they came fiercely.
She revealed all her vulnerabilities to him that no one had ever seen before. She smiled at the coquettishness that no one knew existed.
She thought her suffering was finally over, but it wasn't until the following autumn that she realized that there were lies hidden behind the surface of happiness.
Intention: Absolute respect and infatuation
