Don't Be So Good to Me

In the depths of winter, Ningzhou is usually swept by cold winds. It hasn't snowed in ages, and that's even more true of Haicheng. On a crowded bus, she took the seat everyone else avoided.

She leaned back discreetly, shielding the child beside her from the wind coming through the broken window, even though her own face had already been reddened by the wind.

"Hey, fairy girl, want to switch seats?"

Fang Wan & Jiang Yuechi

When did this winter encounter first begin to take root?

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