"Will it snow in Beicheng in winter?"
Yu Ran raised his eyes and looked at Mu Chen.
Mu Chen looked at Yu Ran's clear eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his cold brows were full of tenderness.
"Well, Beicheng was the most beautiful at that time."
"Achen, let's watch the first snowfall in Beicheng together."
There is still that familiar and honest smiling face behind.
Mu Chen's hand holding Ye Zi trembled slightly.
"Okay, let's go together."
Later, the jar was full of paper cranes.
Fallen leaves withered...
The scarf is knitted...
The guitar has...
July became seven fat...
In winter, the snow in Beicheng comes as promised...
It's a pity...
Purpose: redemption