Cherry Blossoms Fall Like Snow: If Fairy Tales Were Not Sad

Reader group: Mo Qianyu 109611864, please use any character in my book as verification to join the group. The cherry blossoms were blooming on the campus. In a beautiful encounter, Xia Wenyu met Lin Qingyi. From the first moment he saw her, this pure and beautiful girl captured all his attention. From then on, he protected her from wind and rain, and from then on, he gently cared for her. That rain of flowers, that look back, and that shallow smile are an indelible shadow in their hearts. What kind of future will they have when they turned into the Ice Prince and the Snow Princess at the masquerade due to some events? Everything is like a fairy tale, but who can see clearly the sadness in the fairy tale? That year was also when the cherry blossoms were falling. Because Lin Qingyi transferred to He Xiying's class, the deep friendship in middle school also reminded Qingyi accidentally, what kind of past events had happened between them? Miss it or wait? Later, He Xiying, who was studying in a foreign country, came back. Faced with two equally outstanding and handsome boys, how would Lin Qingyi choose? Who will be her prince? The flowers were in full bloom, and the last cherry blossom rain floated in the city. He fell in love with her, and she relied on him. When the cherry blossoms were falling, he promised her a lifetime of tenderness. Even if the prosperity is gone, will you stay with me until I grow old? I love you, please allow me to accompany you till eternity. I want to watch the stars on the river beach with you, I want to watch the cherry blossom rain with you, I want to sit on the Ferris wheel of happiness with you and watch the beautiful sky together... Can He Xiying's wish really come true? Mu Yiyang, that boy with a sunny smile, helped them, but what will happen to him in the end? What is the story between classmates Xu Yidan and Mo Yuwei and Lin Qingyi and Xia Wenyu? This is a love story as pure and beautiful as snow. It is also a campus story about youth, time and cinema. ============================================================================= We went to see that flower rain with you. It's been so long and we still remember it. Those cherry blossom petals scattered in the wind are the beautiful flower rain in dreams. When I was seventeen years old, during the season when cherry blossoms were falling, I met a boy. He allowed me to put the happiness and sadness of that period into my dreams. Then I reluctantly left when the roses were blooming all over the courtyard wall. I thought I would never feel sad or moved again, for anyone or anything. Later I realized that that person, that person who was waiting for me in the rain of flowers, what kind of dazzling sky did he give me? The fragrance of flowers in the morning floats into my window, and the night rain falls lightly on my eaves. I collected a lot of my thoughts and put them in the bottle of my wish. My thoughts are so long, and they linger in my heart day after day. Did you know?