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The two of them nestled together, quietly watching the snowflakes fall outside the window.

Shi Qing gazed at the fogged-up glass and slowly raised her hand, carefully writing Lu Sinian's name. It's said that the names written on foggy glass are of those you love the most, and she knew well how she felt about him.

Seeing his name on the window, Lu Sinian felt a flutter in his heart