After getting off the train, they went to the open-air observation deck, and although it was minus 15 degrees Celsius outside, it seemed that this was the feeling of traveling through the snowy mountains. However, it really takes luck to see the snow-capped mountains, when they first arrived, the Jungfraujoch was buried in the clouds, nowhere to be seen, the cold wind on the observation deck was blowing mercilessly, and the men there stood silently at the wind outlet to help their lovers block the wind, although the bare skin had been known to be red, but the excitement and nervousness could be seen in everyone's eyes.

Finally, when they were about to hold on, it finally lifted the veil, like the mood of keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon, excited and melancholy. Just looking at the white snowy peaks, they looked at it for a long, long time, this was probably the first time the two of them had seen a snowy mountain. When Ye Tang was losing her mind, she suddenly heard Wang Yuan whisper in her ear,

"Yezi, will you marry me?"

She turned her head and saw Wang Yuan looking at her, his eyes full of tenderness and firmness.

"Okay."

Ye Tang looked at the man in front of him, thinking about the embarrassment when he first met, the heartbreak when he said goodbye, and the joy when he reunited, he changed from a teenager to a more mature man little by little, the only thing that remained unchanged was the eyes he looked at you, sincere and warm. Just as she was thinking about it, she heard him say again:

"Bear with me."

Then I felt that my hand was in contact with the cold wind, and when I looked down, I saw that he didn't know when he took out the ring and was putting it on her ring finger, the ring was just the right size, simple and atmospheric, very suitable for her. Ye Tang looked at the ring on his hand in a daze, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

"Yezi, why are your hands so cold."

Wang Yuan frowned, holding her gloves, there was no warmth in them.

"Well, tell me if it's cold."

As he spoke, he put his gloves on Ye Tang's hands. After doing all this, as soon as he raised his head, he saw that Ye Tang's eyes were getting redder and redder, and his eyes were full of tears, and he was about to stay, Wang Yuan ignored the coldness, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away her tears.

"Don't cry, it's too cold in here."

He hugged Ye Tang tightly into his arms, only to hear Ye Tang's somewhat hoarse voice coming,

"Yuan, thank you for not proposing to me with much fanfare."

Just hugged Ye Tang like this, and when she stopped crying, they walked back indoors quickly. What they didn't know was that there was a photographer who captured this beautiful picture.

After finding a place to sit indoors, Wang Yuan went to buy two cups of hot chocolate, held the steaming chocolate, and drank a few sips before they felt the temperature of their bodies gradually warm. At this time, Ye Tang took out something from his bag and put it in Wang Yuan's hand, and when he saw it, it was the handmade harmonica he wanted in his heart, and looked at Ye Tang, who was looking at him and laughing.

"Isn't this for sale?"

"It's for sale, I exchanged the story with him."

"Story?"

"Hmm. Take the saddest story I've ever experienced. ”

Looking at the distress in Wang Yuan's eyes, Ye Tang's heart was no longer so depressed, everything was already in the past. They followed the signs and walked around the place, visited the chocolate factory, and bought a lot of delicious chocolates. When they descended the mountain, they returned the way they came, enjoying the scenery that they had not had time to feel when they went up the mountain. At this time, if those fans are there, you can see the different atmosphere between the two of them.

More intimate, more determined.