Snowflakes once again fell onto the shoulders of the two people overhead, and soon, Bo Huan felt a layer of white snow cover her shoulders.
The man's deep voice resonated in her ear.
"I want to grow old with you under this brilliant sky..."
Bo Huan: "..."
Bo Huan was deeply moved by the man's words.
Hmm... He was never the one to be good at romantic surprises.
Yet, he spoke such romantic words in a serious manner, making it impossible not to be moved.
Bo Huan immediately curled her lips into a smile.
"I'm not satisfied with just growing old together. It's not nearly enough; I also hope for the next life, and the life after that... Chairman Bo, you promised, and you can't go back on it."
"Alright... as you wish."
...
For the first time in her life, Bo Huan actually strolled through the snow with Bo Qing, gazing at the brilliant starry sky overhead.
Especially in temperatures below ten degrees Celsius.
