Snow, white snow, the road in winter is very slippery. Although there are street lights to illuminate it, Xie An ran very fast because of an accident at home. He fell more than once on the road. His eyes were full of worry, but he was shocked when he opened the door. They argued for a long time. It was cold and the snow was still falling. Xie An hugged himself to keep warm. After a long time, footsteps suddenly came from the distance.
On the night when Xie An fainted, that person appeared. His name was Shen Yu.
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