"What was covered by the snow that year was my unchanging sincerity towards you."
I predict that Xishan will go again, but I still want to hold you
At the beginning, Meng Ji only felt that she did not need love. She could take care of herself. She grew up step by step on her own and transformed from a cocoon into a butterfly.
And immersion seemed to be the last force that helped her become a butterfly. Around her, all his arrogance and indulgence were restrained one by one, leaving only calmness and gentleness.
Meng Ji was like the first snow that fell in his sophomore year of high school, raging and biting, but after a long time, it felt warm again.
Shen Shen knew that he couldn't leave her.
Once identified,
That's a lifetime thing.
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"Meng Ji, I've waited for you long enough."
"I know, so when the first snow falls this year, we will be together."
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I hope you will always hold my hand tightly when the sea is gone
Tell me that the sun is still shining brightly even in the distance
Long and brilliant
Intention: My love for you has never changed from beginning to end
