Liangchen's whole body suddenly froze on the spot and did not move again.
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When walking, Jing Haohao didn't feel cold, but now that she stopped, she felt a chill coming from the soles of her feet.
Jing Hao stamped his feet, swept the snowflakes on his clothes to the ground, and walked quickly to prepare to leave.
There was no one on the entire overpass. Jing Hao took two steps and realized that there was a figure in front of him.
The distance was quite far, and she couldn't see clearly who it was. The snow was falling so hard that it seemed like it could bury the person at any time, so Jing Haohao continued to move forward without any pause.
She found that the person in front of her stopped and Jinghao felt a little suspicious in her heart. She continued to take two steps forward, and then she saw clearly who that person was.
Her steps suddenly stood still.
The wind mixed with the snow, and it was blowing.
Jing Haohao and Liangchen still maintained their current postures, looking at each other, motionless.
Neither of the two people spoke, and the whole world became quiet, with only the sound of wind and snow falling.
After an unknown amount of time, pedestrians walked past them in a hurry, with creaking footsteps, and then everything became quiet again.
Liangchen suddenly took steps and walked over slowly.
The man wore a black windbreaker with the collar raised high, making him look tall and elegant.
Just now because of the heavy wind and snow, Jing Haohao couldn't see his expression clearly. Now as he got closer, she could clearly see his handsome and handsome face, his eyes as deep as the sea.
Jing Haohao seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all.
She watched helplessly as Liangchen stood a step away in front of her, and then her breathing suddenly became tight.
Jing Haohao went out in a hurry in the morning and only wore a pair of flat shoes. When she wore high heels, she was much shorter than Liangchen. Now she had to half-tilt her head to keep looking at him.
The two of them still didn't speak, just stood there quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Liangchen finally spoke and asked, "Why are you here alone in such heavy snow?"
His voice was as pleasant as ever, exactly like what she remembered these days. Jinghao Hao felt a dull pain in her chest, and her eyes became a little sore. She opened her black and white eyes and looked back at the good times. It took a long time before she calmed down.
With his mood floating, he spoke softly, with a calm tone and smooth sentences: "I'm going out for a walk."
Liangchen saw that a layer of snow had fallen on the top of Jing Haohao's black hair. He put his hand in his pocket and subconsciously wanted to take it out to help her sweep away the snowflakes, but he stretched it halfway and finally made it into a fist.
, put it back again, looked away slightly, and said: "The weather is bad, please go home early."
His tone sounded a little cold, as if he were an ordinary person, and he no longer had the obvious concern he had before.
The snow is falling and the wind is rustling.
Jing Hao looked at Liangchen without speaking, but there was moisture gradually gathering in his eyes.
She never thought that he and she would be in such a cold situation after bumping into each other on the street so unexpectedly.
When Jing Haohao's tears rolled down, she lowered her head slightly. She was afraid that if she stood still, she would really cry, so she swallowed her saliva and said, "Sorry, I'm leaving first."