"Xiao Chen, why do you recognize me?" Chu Yiyi held Xiao Chen's hand and walked aimlessly on the snowy streets.
"Because you are you, I will never admit my mistake," Xiao Chen stopped, held Chu Yiyi's face, and kissed it gently.
"From that moment on, I recognized you. From now on, you only belong to me."
"I never imagined that one day I could be side by side with you. In the past, I was always following you and watching you secretly. Now I can finally hold your hand openly." Chu Yiyi nuzzled in Xiao Chen's arms.
"Fool."
Maybe I never dared to imagine that one day in the future I can wear a white gauze, stand beside you, and walk hand in hand with you from now on.