Lin Ye suddenly stopped. Xu Zhou's slightly cold hands made Lin Ye feel extra warm. Just like a pedestrian returning home at night in the wind and snow approaches the red clay stove, like a crucian carp that has been out of the water for a long time and finally plunges into the bottom of the water, like a wanderer who has been wandering for half his life and finds his destination...
It's as if the world has returned at this moment.
As he was sobbing, he accidentally smelled the familiar smell of bitter citrus peel on the cuffs of Xu Zhou's white shirt. It was no different from him three years ago, and it still gave people a refreshing and intriguing feeling.
Lin Ye slowly raised his head. In front of him, Xu Zhou's slightly worried expression, sunny appearance, and fresh temperament were exactly the same as three years ago.
It was as if his whole world had returned at this moment.
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