Late Love Is Shallower Than Grass

On the day he married me, Bai Yueguang posted on WeChat: "The snow is so heavy, you can no longer see the snowman I built." He never touched me for three years after we got married, until I found a faded diary deep in his bookcase. When I opened it, I found out that Bai Yueguang had frostbitten his right hand because he built a snowman for him in the snow, and he could no longer play the piano. And on my right wrist, there is a light-colored birthmark exactly like hers.