Winter break is about to arrive, and the weather in Jiangcheng has become cold enough.
Snowflakes are dancing, winter has already arrived.
Jiangcheng, being situated even further north than Capital City, is even dryer and colder, and at this time Si Ruoran has already put on her snow boots.
Xin Yibin continues reading, seemingly oblivious to Si Ruoran and Li Xiao's chatter beside him.
"Xin Yibin, doing homework all day long, doesn't it get annoying?" Si Ruoran drew a little closer, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat as he saw her long hair falling over her shoulder.
There's a peculiar scent on her, faintly detectable.
"No, it doesn't bother me, I'm used to it." He put down his pen, his fingers stiff from the cold.
"Your hands are frozen, aren't they? Serves you right!" Si Ruoran giggled as she pulled out a hand warmer from under the table and patted it, "Come and warm up."
Without waiting for him to react, Si Ruoran roughly forced the hand warmer onto his hand.
