On Christmas Eve, December 24th, she said she would go home immediately, and I was waiting for her on the sofa holding the Christmas fruit. I looked at the dialing interface on my phone and didn't dare to click on it. I couldn't disturb her.
In the early morning of December 25th, it snowed, the first snow this year. I excitedly ran to the window to take a photo and wanted to send it to her, but ended up stopping at the sending interface. She still hasn't come back.
We eventually got separated in the sea of people.
Intention: None