Yin Yijie always likes me to wear green. Unknowingly, I also think this color is good, it looks simpler and more pure.

I just don’t know if he is wearing red on a day like this, and then

I have no idea.

Just like I don’t need to ask for permission when I want to go out, I don’t need to ask for permission to wear anything. Of course, whatever he wears will definitely deviate from the original track. This is normal, isn’t it?

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This is a rare cold winter here.

No one cares if I come out, no one cares when I eat, whether I am full, or what I eat.

However, I still have to take care of it myself.

It's almost six o'clock and it's getting dark.

I came to a rice noodle shop on the street.

There was at least a foot of snow in the corner outside the store.

Haha, unprecedented.

Our record of no snow here or that there must be no snow for three days after a snowfall has finally been broken.

Although, the snow here is swept from elsewhere.

After all, the place is so big, so the snow at the entrance of the hotel can only be piled up in these two corners. Who said that the snow under the two trees on the roadside is already full?

There is a flash of red in the corner of the eye, does it look a bit like him, or is it "her"?

The rice noodles were not ready yet, so I turned around, took the stack of newspapers over, and took a look.

Black text on white paper with bright red pictures:

"Maybe the Yin and Fan families will get married? How many variables will there be in the future of the business world?"

The small words at the bottom read that Fan Tongyi invested in opening a beauty salon, and Yin Yijie participated in the ribbon-cutting.

In the picture, Fan Tongyi is wearing a bright red cheongsam, standing forward and backward, not only happy, but also dazzling, and holding Yin Yijie's arm as always; Yin Yijie is as cold as ever, with a smile on his lips that seems to be mocking the whole world, and on his body,

As black as ever.

I suddenly felt that the rice noodles in this restaurant were so unpalatable that I felt the urge to vomit. I dropped my ten dollars and ran away.

The night wind blew, making it colder and colder.

The snowflakes on the branches fell sporadically and hit my face, feeling nothing.[

This is winter, right?

I have been locked up at home and ignored everything. Sure enough, I don’t know what’s going on.
Chapter completed!