"Xuan'er!"

Ye Feng turned around suddenly and looked at the beautiful man's back as he was leaving. He stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, but he could no longer say a word.

Once you turn around, two worlds, and then go back, maybe things have changed.

Ye Feng stood in the wind and snow for a long time, motionless like a sculpture, allowing the snowflakes to fall, dressing himself up as a "snowman"...
Chapter completed!