Shen Meng walked home as snowflakes began to fall. She wore a thick scarf over her head that wrapped snugly around her neck. She was wearing officer boots and caught a snowflake in her hand, watching it melt in her palm. She sighed deeply, not realizing so many days had passed.
In the drifting snow, she just stood there, carrying a unique charm.
Lu Zhenping had been waiting at home for Shen Meng for a while without seeing her. He was about to go out to look for her when he saw her at that moment. The day had been messy, and he felt extremely irritated. But now, seeing Shen Meng, his tumultuous heart suddenly calmed down. As Shen Meng looked back, the two gazed at each other from a distance, their eyes filled with love flickering for a moment.
Lu Zhenping slightly opened his arms, and Shen Meng smiled knowingly, quickly walking to his side. Just as she was about to jump into his embrace, she heard a cry from behind her.
