If Shu Yu's impression of Shen Ruochu was that of a cool and rebellious girl, then Shen Ruochu's impression of Shu Yu was that of a quiet boy with good grades and who didn't like to talk.
"It won't snow very heavily in Jiangning, that's it at best."
Wearing a red scarf, he stood beside her and stretched out his hand to catch the falling snow like her.
Shen Ruochu murmured: "I'm very happy to see you..."
Seeing her expression change from happy to fleetingly lonely, Chen Xi felt a little guilty for his cruelty.
"It's so hot, just wear it."
The scarf hung loosely on both sides, and the man had disappeared into the distance. He said he had not gone home. No one knew where he went that night.
I touched the scarf with residual heat, and the warmth spread to my limbs through the delicate skin. Snowflakes fell on the scarf one by one, and the white stars were like beams of light in the vast darkness, making everything make sense.
Intention: The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.