When Will the Snow Fall?

Xu Chuhe became Shen Zhouqing's deskmate. He is the number one in his grade. He is quiet, cold, and has an unbelievably gentle face, but his whole body exudes a distance that should not be approached by strangers. Everyone said that he was a good boy, but only Xu Chuhe knew the possessiveness in his bones. She was bright and flamboyant, like a little sun, squeezing into his dark and depressing world. She gave him fruits, pulled him to bask in the sun, made him laugh, and bit by bit pulled him out of the high pressure of his parents and his own abyss. But she also gradually discovered that the way he looked at her was getting more and more wrong. Possession, paranoia, and darkness were like vines that silently wrapped around her, making her breathless. She was afraid, so she lied—— "Shen Zhouqing, I fall in love with someone else." Then I went abroad for six years. When they reunited six years later, at the cocktail party, he blocked her in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at her, and said in a very soft voice: "Xu Chuhe, six years ago you said you liked someone else - you were lying to me."