The white snowflakes, the cold moonlight, and the cold plum tree in the yard stand proudly in the snow.

In his previous life, Shen Suyao's favorite scene was such a silent snowy night.

She reached out and touched the snowflakes, which fluttered and fell into her hands.

That trace of coolness made her feel the urge to cry.

What's wrong with me?

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