Su Xun struggled a couple of times, trying to get off Pei Ke.

Pei Ke gently put the person down, and Su Xun immediately jumped up, excitedly grabbing snowflakes in the air with her hands.

“It’s been so long since it’s snowed here, it’s really strange,” she said softly, picking up the white fluffy flowers.

Su Xun continued playing in the snow, thoroughly enjoying herself, while Pei Ke watched from the side with a smile on his face.

A loud bang suddenly came from the distant horizon, followed by a dazzling light that exploded in the sky—fireworks.

"Today is the last day of the year," Pei Ke explained.

Fireworks exploded one after another in the sky, bursting into colorful bursts, turning a large part of the sky into daylight.

“Pei Ke.” Su Xun suddenly turned around, his expression serious.

"What's wrong?" he replied softly.

Do you remember the fireworks display you saw when you were fifteen?

"Hmm." The fireworks that day illuminated his monotonous life for the next few years.

"That day, there was something you forgot, wasn't there?"

Pei Ke was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion appearing in his dark pupils.

Su Xun quickly stepped forward, placed her two icy hands into Pei Ke's palms, stood on tiptoe, and accurately kissed his slightly parted lips as he pondered.

She gently stroked and traced the shape of his beautiful lips.

"I know you forgot this that day."

His heart skipped a beat, and he tightened his grip on her hand. "Hmm, you found out."

A giant firework exploded in the sky, and the clock struck midnight—it was New Year's Day.

The fifteen-year-old boy, suppressing the blush on his ears, quietly took the girl's hand, his heart pounding with anticipation for their future.

The 26-year-old man held the woman in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her deeply, leaving all the darkness behind in the past.

Then the harsh winter dissipates, and the Milky Way shines eternally.

There will always be someone in this world who will never betray your deep affection. In the long passage of time, they will row a small boat, carrying a stream of moonlight, and whisper that they came for you.

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