Ruan Qing slowly closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder. The unfamiliar feeling made Lin Hecen's heart skip a beat. In the closed and narrow space, a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Lin Hecen lowered his head gently. This was the first time he looked at her so close and secretly took a photo. So for many days and nights, this photo became a secret in his heart...
Lin Hecen looked up and saw the white snow falling from the sky.
Feixu lay obediently in Ruan Qing's hair,
He thought, "If they were exposed to the snow together, they would be together for the rest of their lives."
He didn't dare to ask for too much, he just wanted time to go slower...
Accompany her through this hustle and bustle...
Intention: Thinking