"Why are you here? Mr. Zun." Fushimi looked at Zhou Fangzun, who had opened up a world for himself in the heavy snow, and couldn't help but laugh.
After staring at Fushimi's smile for a long time, until the cigarette in his mouth was wiped out by the heavy snow, he scratched his head and revealed a serious smile on his face that no one else except Fushimi knew about, "Ah, probably because I miss you."
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