When caught in silence, the person you think of suddenly appears before you.
Moreover, it's already been almost three years since the last meeting.
Before Wang Anfeng could even react, he had already responded; at this moment, any timidity, any hesitation was set aside, and his heart was free of these distractions, leaving only the purest emotions.
He held Xue Qinshuang, as if embracing a fragile and soft bundle of snow, carefully.
His heart suddenly grew as calm as the pine forest under a snowy night.
A full moon rises, and the surroundings become serene, utterly satisfying.
This is enough, just this is enough.
He almost instinctively whispered to himself in his heart.
