The Eighth Snow

In the winter when Wen Shuqiao was seventeen, her mother passed away. She was left with a dusty piano and a life in ruins. In the early morning of her senior year of high school, she swallowed sleeping pills. Xiao Hejin called her to scold her, her friend Song Qi's mother cooked braised pork ribs for her, and Xie Tingyun waited for her under the sycamore tree at the school gate for four years—the milk tea he was handed was always hot. But she felt that she didn't deserve anyone's kindness. Until she was rumored to be "mentally ill" and the whole class isolated her. At the darkest moment, transfer student Xu Ran appeared. The orange soda on the rooftop, the phrase "the vibration of the desktop will affect the data" in the physics experiment class, and the sound of the piano in the music classroom that is always stumbling but never laughed at - this boy who can use physical formulas to explain emotions, approaches her in the only way she can accept, without questioning, without urging, and without leaving. From the first snow to the eighth snow, it spans seven years. She went from "I can't live anymore" to "I'm still alive", from not daring to touch the piano to being able to play her mother's favorite tunes in full, from a hurt person to a person who catches others. And the boy waiting for her under the sycamore tree, the boy accompanying her at the end of the rooftop - some love taught her not to be left behind, some love taught her to stand up, and some love taught her to move forward. When the eighth snow fell, she finally believed—— The snow will stop and the sky will clear. And the seventeen-year-old girl who didn't give up on herself at 1:18 in the morning, waited until it was sunny