Liuxu stood quietly for a long time, and when he turned around to leave, a familiar figure suddenly came into view. That was Zhang Yao, standing there, only five meters away from the catkins. Snowflakes were falling, adding a bit of dreaminess and haziness to the scene.
The two of them just looked at each other quietly, as if time had frozen at this moment. Snow fell on their shoulders and hair, but they didn't seem to notice it at all. Liu Catkin stepped forward gently towards Zhang Yao, each step seemed like stepping on the clouds.
When she walked up to Zhang Yao, she said nothing, but gently hugged his waist and pressed her face against his chest. At that moment, she seemed to be able to hear Zhang Yao's heartbeat and feel his temperature. She asked, her voice soft but firm: "Do you still love me?"
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