In the winter of the third year of junior high school, snowflakes were flying, and Chen Shian's life was completely changed by a chance encounter. When she asked for help from that clean-as-a-god boy, Jiang Qinian, she thought it was just a brief fate, but she didn't know that the gears of fate were quietly turning.
At first, it was the ride on the back of a bicycle, the chance encounter in the corridor, the tacit smile; later, it was the repeated closeness and alienation, sweetness and pain. Jiang Qinian was like the warm sun in winter or the biting cold wind, pushing her into the abyss time and time again, making her indulge in illusory tenderness again and again.
Many years later, Chen Shian looked at the snow outside the window, and memories came flooding back. Was the beginning of the cold winter a gift from the gods, or a cruel joke that had already been written by fate?
——"It was too cold that winter, but my heartbeat was burned for the rest of my life."
**Style Keywords**: Youth pain literature｜Secret love for BE aesthetics｜Winter atmosphere｜Fate entanglement
Concept: The heartbeat of my youth is a knife wrapped in sugar. Due to the blindness and cruelty of youthful love, Chen Shian's love for Jiang Qinian began as a romantic fantasy of "coincidence" and "divine arrangement", but in the end it became an abyss that repeatedly hurt her. This reflects many people's overly idealistic expectations for love in their youth, as well as the pain of not being able to receive love in reality, or even being let down.
