When Jiang Qixia first met Xie Xiao, the night breeze was blowing, and he seemed so cold and stern.
When I saw him again, he became enthusiastic.
Be it indifference or enthusiasm.
It turned out that it was all the girl's thoughts.
That year, the snow fell all the year round in my homeland, and there was a young girl hidden inside, as well as a young boy's burning heart.
Intention: Even if the dream can come true, who can guess accurately, how many blessings will be shared.
