An old classmate whom I had not contacted in the past eight hundred years rarely sent a message to Jiang Sheng, asking when he and Pu Ling were planning to hold a wedding abroad.
Jiang Sheng did not reply to him. Looking at the photo sent by his old classmate, he suddenly laughed, mixed with tears, and his eyes gradually blurred.
"I'm really afraid of the cold. It's the weather, my attitude, and it's the people too."
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