There Will Be No Winter for Him Next Year

Lin Zhiyi's world was once an isolated island ignored by her family and no one cared about her. She curled up in a book, withdrawn and lonely, until Ye Chuxue appeared, a glimmer of light shone into her gloomy life, and the two became an important support for each other. As the gears of fate turned, she met and got to know him, and their affection quietly grew in her daily life. She gradually fell in love with the boy who would give her scarves. I happily made an appointment with him on WeChat and looked forward to meeting him. On the agreed day, he came to her holding a white rose, which was the purest color in her eyes. But at the moment of crossing the road, a sudden car accident dyed the white rose a dazzling blood color and took away her light. Endless heartache and longing swept Lin Zhiyi, and every year thereafter, she would go to commemorate him. As time passed, she thought she had let go and buried the past deep in her heart. Until one day when he was sorting things out, the scarf he gave him slipped from the bottom of the box. As he shook it off, a small piece of paper hidden in a secret compartment quietly fell out, which was his unspoken confession. The moment she saw the note, her long-pent-up emotions burst out, and she could no longer hold back her tears. In the end, Lin Zhiyi opened a white rose shop in a corner of the city, using the blooming white roses to express her endless longing for him. In the days spent with the roses, she slowly reconciled with the past and found her own peace and future.