He had seen heavy snow in many places, and for a long time, wherever he heard it was snowing, he would rush there without stopping.
For a while, he even crazily climbed snow-capped mountains and traveled all over the world, just wanting to live in that snow, just hoping she was still there.
But she's no longer there.
She's nowhere to be found.
Snow covered him entirely, his hair turned white, yet she never appeared.
A City never saw such a heavy snow again.
Later, his hair turned white slowly even without the snow, now it's all white, as if his life had finally reached its end.
And now, unexpectedly, he saw heavy snow here again.
Just like back then.
They walked on the snowy ground.
She softly sang next to him, he was afraid she'd catch cold, tightly holding her palm to keep her warm.
That day, he cupped her hands and blew warm air on them constantly.
She looked into his eyes, singing one song after another that he loved.
