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"Who are we? Did we meet the wrong person at the wrong time?" "I loved you, and you must have loved me, but why can't we love each other?" "It would be nice if our love happened in autumn" When she was at her hottest age, someone once asked Guangxing, "What is winter?" She only remembered that she met Yi Chen in the winter of that year, and her life was like a warm light shining in. She said, "We miss each other in the same snow, and we will grow old together in this life." In the summer of the second year, she understood that "if whiteheads can be replaced by snow, how can there be a bitter lover in the world?" So what is love, she thought, love is writing poetry in the snow, disappearing as you write it