Looking at the white snow in front of the window, so cold and so clean, are you trying to wash away past grievances? The past is like smoke. When I touch my pale and transparent face, why does it look like a pool of stagnant water? Why can't I see the sun? Why... Can't I feel that I am still alive? Time flies, but why does it feel so long? I really want to, I really want to...
"Ranran, what are you thinking about?" Whispered in the ear, a pair of strong and strong arms wrapped around the waist, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes flashed with the domineering and unwillingness of the king. Without getting an answer from the woman, the soft voice said with a hint of temptation and a little anger: "His son is here. As a proton, you must have a lot of personal things to say, a lot of memories to trace back, many, many, many!" The voice gradually disappeared among the "many". It seemed that these words did not arouse the woman's emotions at all, but recalling "their" past, the man's large calloused palm slowly touched the woman's thin neck and whispered in her ear: "But, so what, we are destined to be together, destined to be entangled with each other, destined to be entangled with each other, destined to be mine!" Li Ran looked at the face that had been entangled for ten years, there were some fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he was a little tired. Tired, are you... Starting to feel tired too? Is everything going to end? It will end in this ice and snow, covering up this life without vitality. The man did not expect the woman's answer. As the temperature rose, pieces of broken cloth floated out from the bed curtains. The two bodies slowly became entangled, just like their entangled fates, entangled...