Aromatherapy

Under the refraction of the moonlight, the entire night seemed to be covered with snow. The room was quiet, with a woman standing against the floor-to-ceiling light. She lowered her head and looked at the laptop on her lap. There was a dazzling white light on the computer, which was obviously incompatible with the weak light. She originally planned to confess her love at the aromatherapy competition, but all her plans were interrupted because of him...