C123 Cold Joke and Chicken Soup Script

"There was a little girl crying on the campus, wiping her tears as she cried. But her tears are gushing out like a tidal wave. No matter how she wipes it away, she wipes it clean. Her voice was already hoarse from crying, and her face was flushed red. It was a cold winter, and the wind blew past the little girl's nose and cheeks, turning them red.

Even though the cold wind was bone-piercing