"A Sheng, why do you think most people meet and part ways in winter?"
Duan Sheng lay on the picnic cloth and looked at Qi Huanxing with unstoppable love in his eyes, "Maybe, you want to mix pasta with concrete?"
"What kind of stupid answer are you talking about?!" Qi Huanxing began to hold Duan Sheng's arm and play tricks.
Suddenly, he got up and looked at Duan Sheng seriously, "A Sheng, when my transformation is successful, I will take you back to the north to see the snow, okay?"
Duan Sheng smiled fondly: "How can a southerner take a northerner to see the snow, you idiot?"
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"A Sheng! Duan Sheng! Everything I lied to you, I lied to you! I want to see you..." Qi Huanxing squeezed Duan Sheng's still warm hand tightly, and his big tears fell on the sheets one after another as if they were worthless, and he screamed like crazy, as if this could reduce the pain.
Qi Huanxing's body was shaking uncontrollably, and after several nights of sleeplessness, Qi Huanxing's eyeballs were filled with red bloodshot eyes, making him look very much like sixteen-year-old Duan Sheng.
That day, the entire corridor echoed with Qi Huanxing's heart-rending despair.
"Duan Sheng, I'll take you back to see the snow."
Intention: The years when hardship is like pleasure are called youth
