"Don't come..."
When he stepped out of the shop, these words flashed silently in Qi Shaoshang's heart. The wind and snow were still falling all over the sky, and the road ahead was bleak, but his steps were destined to be unable to stop.
"Don't come..."
Gu Xichao suppressed it quietly several times, flicking the warm red fire in her hand, and the aroma of tea steamed in the room. No matter how they met, they were destined to be incompatible.
The sky and the earth were oppressive, the wind and snow all around were shouting loudly, and the sound was sharp. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the sky and the sun.
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