This chapter is so painfully written, and there is always no way to express the scene in my heart in words. When I was single, I actually went to write about the youthful love of two people, and I admired myself, and I already had a premonition of the future writing scene.

I don't have the pen power to depict the emotional changes under the snow, so let's rely on simple words to imagine the process of this scene.

For the confession here

"Secret", in fact, has been foreshadowed before. And then because the pen is not good, the logic can't be so rigorous.

However, there is nothing that crying under the snow can't solve......

"The Love Story of Spring Things" is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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