The bleak snow, the ruined temple, the two forgotten people hug each other here for warmth, the world is full of troubles, for them, this is the only warmth, the last attachment, how reluctant to give up. Unconsciously, it was already bright outside, and the weak sun came out timidly. At this time, the wind and snow had stopped, and the weak sunlight made the snow-white world shine more crystal clear, but could not warm people's hearts.

Shen Shaoqi raised his head again, and he was back to normal.

secretly rubbing her numb feet, a Xue whispered in a tentative voice, "big brother?"

"a Xue, you know? I imagined holding...