Winter in the capital is always neither hot nor cold.
But a sudden light snow made them meet in winter.
"Your pheromones smell good" "Really?"
The sun melted the snow on their bodies, and the mist was hazy in their laughter.
A few years later, there was the same snow, but it was not in the original place.
"You said my pheromones smell good, now."
ABO overhead line primary school student writing style without reference
This book won't be updated very often. I'll open a new one.
Concept: A cold person can always meet his little sun