On the crystal clear snow, Lin Xi finally put down the shovel in her hand. The gloves were slowly taken off, revealing hands that had lost their blood. Lin Xi's movements were very gentle and slow, and finally, the jar was opened.
The jar is still full of stars.
Each one is like a pearl, warming the eyes and intoxicating the heart.
It's great that you are all still here.
It's just that I'm leaving this time,
From now on, you are no longer my Gao Yang,
And I am just my own Lin Xi.