When miss becomes an established fact, everything is irreversible, only deep affection proves the fleeting past.
But the snow was falling heavily.
Meng Taoyu: It's so cold
Zhao Congzhou: I'm cold too (quietly holding...'S hand)
The road was slippery and it was dark at the end.
Meng Taoyu, can this young man who coughs three times with one step survive successfully?
The sick and weak young man is attacked by the affectionate bamboo horse