The scenery of the North is covered in ice and snow for thousands of miles.
Yan Chuci held an umbrella and reached out to catch the snow. Seeing the snow melting in her hands, her palms were cold and wet. She looked at the man in a military uniform not far away and said, "He's back."
Yan Lanye strode over and held her hand. The cool dampness was replaced by a warm feeling, "Why are you waiting for me in such a cold weather? Don't do this again."
Yan Chuci didn't answer and shook his head inwardly.
No matter how cold the weather is, spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom when you wait.
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