Thousands of miles of ice.

Thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Two people with an umbrella, stroll through the lively streets.

Shui Qingchen held an umbrella, and his heavy eyes fell on Ji Fanyin's face gently.

She held his arm in one hand and a paper lantern in the other, full of interest...

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