On Christmas night, Zhou Zui trapped Shen Guan in the light and shadow, and the distance between their noses touched his mind: "Do you like me?"
As soon as a sensitive person is pulled out of the thread, his heartbeat sprouts in the wind.
But when the snow falls, everything freezes. Shen Guan clenched his fists and stepped back with his knuckles turning white; Zhou Zui held the puppy in his arms and pinched his palms with his fingertips to suppress his panic, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You don't want me, don't you want it too?"
Meeting in summer, parting in winter. But no one said that every winter ends with spring and flowers blooming.
Concept: Slow water flows for a long time