The sixteen-year-old Zhu Ping'an, the world is as dark and cold as winter, loneliness and depression follow each other, and every day is shrouded in gray. Until he and a group of warm friends broke in, like beams of dazzling light, illuminating every corner of her heart. In their company, she gradually let go of her guard and changed from being taciturn to cheerful and laughing.
After that, they walked through winter after winter together.
Reader comments
Lu Jin'an, you really cried to death. Xiao Ping'an's original family is not good. Xiao Jin'an's love is obvious. Ming love! We separated for some reasons but I still love you! Sweet to death!
Lu Jin'an, you really cried to death. Xiao Ping'an's original family is not good. Xiao Jin'an's love is obvious. Ming love! We separated for some reasons but I still love you! Sweet to death!