I have always hoped that Liu Ruyue would forget to ice me after dinner, because I have been ice there for a long time and my face is wooden, but Guo Xiaoting still does not stop. I have to bite my teeth and insist.

Now Liu Ruyue gives me ice once more. Where can I stand it? I have to make an ice sculpture.

But I didn't realize that the first thing Liu Ruyue did when he finished his meal on January 1 was to fetch ice cubes in the refrigerator and apply them to me.

"No." I said, "I feel much better now."

"Where is the line, the swelling...