"What are you hiding from?" Lin Yubai's question was mixed with snow particles hitting Shen Yanci's back.
The cable car in the ski resort transports happy people day after day, but it cannot carry the intersecting and diverging trajectories of the two people's skis.
The "post-traumatic stress disorder" on the medical record, the first-aid bandage that is always wrongly tied, and the unspoken "Don't go" formed a puzzle more stubborn than the glacier above the snow line.
When the spotlight of the musical illuminates the snow slope, when the stuntman's sliding trajectory overlaps with the accident scene, Shen Yanci's stern guidance has a trembling ending, and every fall of Lin Yubai taps into the secrets deep in the ice.
Edelweiss melts in the spring letter, but some truths are destined to bloom in the center of the blizzard - even if they bloom, they will tear apart all the pretense of indifference. Above the snow line, love and pain resonate at the same frequency, like unmelted icing sugar, sweet and bitter, freezing time, but not the two hearts beating under the ice.
Intention: My love for you is to rush forward regardless of past grudges, across the ice-marked century