The snow in the north always comes faster, and is thick and heavy on the branches. Occasionally, sparrows rest on the branches, flap their wings, and startle clusters of fragile flying snow.
Kneeling straight on the snow was a girl wearing a red cotton-padded jacket. Her shoulder-length hair was covered with snowflakes. Her eyes as bright as snow were staring unblinkingly at the white painted railing in front of her. Behind the railing was
The two-story villa has a gray roof and white walls. The tall chestnut trees planted on both sides of the villa are thick and upright. The chestnut ripening season has long passed and all the leaves have fallen out.
The girl knelt for an unknown amount of time, her body gradually began to stiffen, and her head also drooped.
Suddenly, she heard steady footsteps in the snow.
She raised her numb head, and the first thing she saw was a pair of black men's military boots, which made a squeaking sound in the snow.
She looked up along the shoes and saw a man wearing a black windbreaker with cold eyes like razor blades.
He was so tall that he blocked the fine pieces of snow behind him, and his eyes were as deep as the vast and quiet night sky, infinitely distant.
The girl trembled with frozen lips and trembled her teeth as she uttered a few words, "Please let my father go."
He looked down at her like a lofty emperor.
His eyes were colder than snow.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was as clear as a gurgling ice spring, "Is this the attitude of asking for help?"
She was puzzled, her clear eyes filled with doubts.
She knelt in front of him with such a humble and sincere attitude. Wasn't it the attitude of asking for help?
What does he want to do, kowtow to him three times and nine times?
If he was willing to let her father go, she would not hesitate.
A pair of slender hands that had been reddened by the cold were pressed into the snow, and her straight body also bent down, making a gesture of licking her head.
He casually raised her chin with the toe of his shoe, stopping her movement. He seemed to be looking at her with lazy and indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at a product.
She clenched her fists, and the snowflakes in her hands turned into ice-cold water. She looked up at him, silently enduring the humiliation.
She can endure it. She can endure anything for that broken home!
As time ran out, he finally retracted his feet in military boots and put his hands into his pockets naturally.
When the wind blew, the windbreaker he wore made a rustling sound, and his clothes danced like an open sail.
His voice sounded distant and empty, and as he turned around, it was clearly heard in his ears, and it was wild and domineering.
"Marry me and become the fourth young lady of the Gu family. I will help you."
She was shocked, never expecting such a result.
Marry him? She, why? Him, and for what?
In the snowflakes flying all over the sky, his black trench coat settled into a deep color, solidifying in her pupils.
She stood up, her legs and feet were numb from the cold, and she fell into the snow before taking two steps. Her body and face were covered with snow. He heard it, but did not look back. A row of footprints stretched in front of him.
Stopping outside the white railing.
She rubbed her sore knees, struggled to get up, and stumbled along with her unconscious feet.
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