21st century, Belvedere, China.

Neck-length short hair, a slight red attached to the hair looks unassuming. With delicate facial features, the person's face is as white as a piece of sketch paper that can't stand the painter's painting. If you don't look closely, others can't see the light purple from the girl's pupils.

A new identity, a new name. Cold snow, like cold and pure white snow, no longer asks about the world, but only sees the vicissitudes of the world year after year.

In mid-April, she returned home from Seoul, South Korea. For decades, no matter where he was, he would go to that country, that city, in order to pay tribute to him who left warmth in his life. After staying for a few days, I walked through the streets where I knew each other as usual, and walked through the places where the two had been. Year after year, he never missed his festival day, and never missed any attractions.

A linen-colored loose top, a long skirt with a pure white and blue background, beige canvas shoes, and cold snow pushed a black trolley case out of the airport.

As she was about to get into the taxi, a man's voice came from behind her, "Miss, please wait a minute. ”

Standing by the back door of the taxi, Leng Xue turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a mild-looking young man in a black suit standing about a meter away from him. Before she could say anything, the man said, "Miss, you have taken the wrong suitcase." ”

Looking down, Leng Xue landed his gaze somewhere in the box. I really took the wrong box. Because, there is a scratch on the bottom left of his suitcase, which is caused by the box hitting a stone.

"I'm sorry." Two words that are understated make people feel no change in mood.

Staring at her calmly and cherishing words like gold, stunned and embarrassed loomed on the man's face. He thought she would return the box. However, she didn't seem to mean that.

Before he could speak, another man walked up behind him.

I don't know if the assistant found the person who took the wrong suitcase, but Siluo, who was desperate for his life, pushed the same black trolley out of the airport. As a decision-maker, it is taboo for leaders to sit back and wait for a plan to be killed before taking action.

ABOUT 185CM TALL, HE STOOD NEXT TO HIS ASSISTANT IN A HAUTE COUTURE SILVER SUIT. With a handsome face line, sword-like eyebrows, and deep pupils, how many women are fascinated by him.

Glancing at him, her gaze didn't drift in the slightest.

The person in front of him is so similar to the person in his memory. No, he is more handsome than him. His lips were thinner than the man's, as clear as cicada's wings. He was slightly thinner than that man, and his near-perfect body seemed to be a gift from God who had a soft spot for him, like the pride of heaven.

"Hey, are you still in the car?" The taxi driver's call shattered her distraction.

After coming back to her senses, Leng Xue responded coldly to the driver: "Don't sit." "It's still concise.

"President, it's this young lady who took the wrong box for you."

His gaze shifted from the assistant's face to the girl in front of him, who was slightly displeased with her gaze. "Miss, you got the wrong suitcase, please return my suitcase to me." In his opinion, she is just another nymphomaniac girl, but a beautiful nymphomaniac girl.

Looking at him intently, Leng Xue said unconsciously: "Tell me, your date of birth, and I will return the box to you." ”

"What?" Looking at the assistant Chen Yuan, the two men had the same emotion in their eyes.

Ordinary accosting, wanting to get close to his woman, either asking for a name or asking for a mobile phone number, this time the situation made him feel fresh and incomprehensible.

When his gaze returned to her, he saw a look that could not be refused, and there was a vague expression that made it impossible to understand her intentions. "April 3, 1988." He told her the answer truthfully, and there was not a trace of reluctance in his heart.

In an instant, her heart seemed to be pinched hard. With a slight frown, she pushed the trolley case in front of him and lowered her eyes and said, "The box is back to you, I haven't opened it." ”

Sensing something strange about her, he became more and more curious. At this time, I was shocked to realize that her complexion was fairer than that of an ordinary woman, like snow on the snowy plateau.

After exchanging suitcases, Chen Yuan politely thanked her, but she did not respond in the slightest.

Put the box in the trunk of another taxi, no more words, no more looks, open the door and sit straight into the car, looking ahead.

The taxi drove away, and he looked thoughtfully at the car in the distance.

"What a strange woman." Facing the air, Chen Yuan not only sighed.

"It's time for us to go." The taxi carrying her disappeared from his eyes, and there was a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, when he turned around, the compass of fate had quietly changed.

On the suburban road, the green hills are continuous, like a lover holding hands with a deep relationship. Looking out the window, her mind passed a truck full of memories, full of blood and sorrow.