"Park Chanyeol, don't be like this," Lu Han smoked out the cigarette in his hand, his tone a little pleading: "Can't we talk properly?"
"Lu Han, from the day you left, we can't live well together." Park Chanyeol sighed and turned to look at Luhan. The haggard look on his face made people feel heartbroken. He continued: "Look, there is never a shortage of people around you who treat you well. That Kim Jongin is very good. You two can travel wherever you want. I, Park Chanyeol, have nothing to do with it."?
"Lu Han," Jin Jongren paused and stared at the back of Lu Han who was walking a little ahead: "I particularly like the snow in Beijing, but you have a special liking for the snow in Seoul."
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