I died the following spring, having indulged myself in a ridiculous winter.
We meet in winter and say goodbye in spring.
The ups and downs of the world will eventually turn into a dream, and when you wake up, there will be no more.
The time spent with Shen Muzhi was like a dream to Chu Cheng. When the time came, the dream ended automatically, as if it had never existed.
Intention: a beautiful world