Yan Zhao sat in the carriage and looked at the city wall that was getting farther and farther away. The carriage left traces of its passing on the white ground, but it was soon covered by heavy snow. Looking at the back of the city wall leaving, the city gate let out a mournful cry.
The first time Gu Qingchuan met Yan Zhao was in the auditorium of University A. He was a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes. His keen sixth sense told him that this person was not simple.
Later, the two of them solved crimes together, raised cats together, went on business trips together, and... Many things had already taken root, sprouted, and blossomed in secret.
But what Gu Qingchuan didn't know was that what he thought was blooming and bearing fruit had already been in full bloom when the two met for the first time in their lives, or even earlier. They were just waiting for the flower grower to turn around.
When the warmth turns cold, it is the time to meet again.
"You've always liked me, right?"
"I don't like it."
I am willing to drink this cup of poisonous wine of morbid love for you, so that my long life will be warm again.
Hey, it's snowing, why are you leaving in a hurry, otherwise you and I will be dead together today.
Purpose: Even though times have changed, it is still my lifelong instinct to protect you.