"Ayun, let's watch the first snowfall in Nanjiang together, okay?" Qichi's hand was held by Chi Yun, and Chi Yun's hand suddenly tightened a little. He raised his head and looked into the dark night, with only street lights and empty streets. He didn't answer, but looked down at the girl's bright face and her little nose that was slightly red from the cold. He took off his scarf and gently wrapped it around the girl's neck, still carrying his warmth and mixed sandalwood fragrance, revealing only his starry eyes.
"If I could, I would turn into the first snow and embrace you."
"I'm sorry, I can't watch the first snowfall with you."
If you can, just forget about me, you crybaby. You can't cry anymore.
"Will there be tomorrow?"
"The sun and the moon cannot rise at the same time."
But others dare not say "I love you" because they are timid, but Chi Yun is different. He is not qualified, and he can't give Qichi anything.
Intention: Young people like each other, and they will stay on the day we parted.
