Jin Qi was wearing a coat and a black scarf hung loosely around his neck. His whole body exuded a casual and lazy atmosphere. There were still a few flakes of snow on his hair. He must have just returned.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ci was confused.
"I thought about it, I have nothing to do, why not join Captain Jiang?" Jin Qi put on a distressed and helpless expression, waiting for Jiang Ci's response, "Captain Jiang is alone, right?"
For some reason, ever since he saw Jiang Ci, he always wanted to be close to Jiang Ci. He had an inexplicable feeling that he couldn't explain.
If Jiang Yuan knew about this, he would definitely be able to explain what was going on.
This is some kind of special attraction between "Mist" and his "light". In layman's terms, it's like pulling a red thread.
Purpose: To write about the "red line" journey of two young people through plain description