Fang Feixue only realized on the day when the snow started to fall that without Mo, she was destined not to survive the winter.
Because we promised to be together forever. If I don't have you this winter, I won't have you in the future.
Fang Feixue didn't know why, but he just felt that way. The whole person was nestled in the snow.
Wait until Mo comes.
Shu Mo squatted beside him as if he saw Fisher coming over and then lying down weakly, mumbling something.
"Mo."
The last piece of snow this winter fell on Fisher's face where Shu Mo's fingers had left warmth.
Winter is over.
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