Xia Yimo paused, snowflakes all over the sky, Longyaochen hanging hands with a bunch of lilies, deep eyes, mouth smiling at her...

"A Chen!" Xia Yimo's eyes lit up and cried out urgently.

The slighter the sentence, the more doubtful he looked at Xia Yimo, and then turned to look behind him... The vast white snowflakes hide the eyes of the whole world, and at a glance... It seems to be dreaming everywhere, but it makes people feel unreal.

Except for the drifting snowflakes, everything is still. The punishment and Vietnam take back their sight and look at Xia Yimo...

The smiles and surprises on Xia Yimo's face faded away...