His winter is filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms.
Shen Yan looked back at the cold snow outside, her amber eyes flashing with longing.
"Where's my pear flower..."
The mist of winter dissipated in the mountain wind, but I couldn't wait for the return of Shen Yan, who was always looking forward to spring pears.
Shen Yanyu - Shen Yanhui
Purpose: Live well