He Songting&Jian Xi
The dignified and easy-going prince & the bright independent dancer
Jian Xi only remembers that the day they first met was when the first snow fell in the imperial capital.
"Hello Mr. He, my name is Jian Xi"
"Miss Jian dances really beautifully. Fortunately, I am He Songting."
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"Jian Xi, will you marry me?" He Songting took out a ring and knelt down on one knee regardless of the water on the ground.
"I do." Jian Xi reached out and kissed He Songting's rain-wet eyelashes tenderly.
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"He Songting, it's snowing again."
He Songting hugged her from behind: "Well, it's the first snow this year in the imperial capital."
Intention: There is always someone who will accompany you to the first snowfall and go to the next eternal spring.
