When compared to Lu Zhan, Chi Nuan truly understands what silent and profound love is.
Jiang Feng's affection was just the routine kind a man shows to a woman, but Lu Zhan's love was so intricate that it seeped into her bones.
She seems to have not thought about Jiang Feng in a long time.
Moreover, the love she once thought was unforgettable now seems quite ordinary.
She can't even remember how she liked Jiang Feng.
So, the two strolled slowly in the snow again.
Xiao Xue drifted down, and he held her especially tight.
The two walked around the perimeter of the old house.
When they returned to the entrance of the south courtyard, snowflakes had fallen on both their heads—everything was white.
Lu Zhan looked at her and smiled softly, "We grew old together."
Chi Nuan was slightly stunned, only then remembering that she had once joked with him, hoping they would grow old together.
