That was the first time I met Shen Yang.
It is snowing in winter, and a layer of white has fallen all around. The mountains in the distance are hazy, and the world seems to be immersed in a milky white mist, making it difficult to see clearly. He was wearing an off-white fluffy down jacket, and the big down jacket hat behind him had a circle of soft fluff, making him look smaller.
I looked towards him and happened to meet his gaze. Those big bright eyes like two black grapes flickered, but I immediately averted my sight...
Intention: Growth through bumps and bumps requires family affection