Xia Nuan reunited with her boy, but he seemed different... Only later did she learn that he suffered from emotional detachment. So she drew close to him like a little sun and slowly helped him heal.
Dongyang had finally found his little sun, but fate was so cruel, taking away his light so easily. He was angry and resentful, yet helpless. All he could do was give her endless care and tenderness in the time they had left.
"Do you like watching the snow?"
"I like watching the snow slowly melt in the warm sunshine."
"When this snowfall is over, forget about me... okay?"
