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Lin Xuan thought, could it be that Zhou Chen was standing outside? So early in the morning? The temperature was pretty low today, right? Isn't it cold?

Thus, he pulled off his clothes and tightly wrapped them around himself. After that, he pulled open the curtain and stretched out his neck to look outside. He could not find his shadow, but he saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Is it beautiful? Do you like it? This may be a gift from Santa. " Zhou Chen said.

She wrapped a thick scarf around her neck and raised her head. Snowflakes drifted onto her face. It was ice-cold. She smiled.

Today's snow was the first snow of the year. It was very beautiful, or it could be said that Lin Xuan's mood today was very beautiful. She hummed a tune as she entered her office and began to draw on the sketchbook.

It showed two people, Lin Xuan and Zhou Chen, holding hot milk tea when it was snowing and watching the change in the colorful neon lights on the street. The smiles on their faces were so real.

However, this had already become a memory of the past. The relationship between the two of them now did not allow for such intimate behavior.

"Come in." As Lin Xuan was drawing earnestly, she heard someone knocking on the door. She only answered without raising her head. She just sat there and seriously drew the person in her heart.

Xing Junjun opened the door, looked at her serious face, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up. Such a tranquil scene, it was likely that no one wanted to break it!

After being stunned for a while, Xing Junjun stopped smiling and walked over gently. Standing opposite of Lin Xuan's desk.

There was heat inside the room, so Lin Xuan took off her jacket, wearing a Herm's black turtleneck sweater and a Chanel suspenders dress.

His entire body was outlined in this way. Her long, loose hair was tied back behind her ears, and her delicate profile, pink lips, long, raised eyelashes, and her forehead was covered with a sea of debris.

Xing Junjun lowered her head to look at her hand. The person painted on the tip of the brush was not him, but Zhou Chen.

He was a little jealous when he saw the two of them smiling at each other, wrapped in thick clothes. But he immediately understood that the two of them shouldn't be doing this, that's why Lin Xuan used drawing as a souvenir!

"Cough, cough." Xing Junjun coughed twice, and then pulled Lin Xuan out of her own world.

"Lin Xuan knew that he wanted to see her painting, but he placed it down naturally. She smiled as she raised her head and put down the brush. It must have been three years since I met him. I never thought we would be like this. "

"At that time, we were on very good terms. We took care of each other. At that time, he understood me very well, and I also understood him. With just a glance, with just a movement, he knew what it meant.

"He has changed. I don't understand. With his sharp gaze, my thoughts shouldn't escape his eyes. The first year he and I met, on Christmas Day, it was snowing that year, and it was beautiful, though a little cold, and it made me shiver. "

"But my heart warmed when he put the cup of hot milk in my hand and pressed my hand to his. At that moment, I looked at him as if I were looking at a world. "

"I believe he can bring me happiness, warmth and security. But I never thought that my stepfather told me to go to his side because it was Zhou's's secret. "

"Hehe, I was really stupid then. My stepfather was clearly a mercenary, and I should have thought of it when he introduced me to him. And in the end it hurt him and made him lose so much. "

As Lin Xuan spoke, she had already stood up and walked to the side of the window, looking at the snow falling outside, it was as if she had seen the scene back then.

Xing Junjun was already standing behind her. When he heard Lin Xuan talking about the matter between his and Zhou Chen, he felt her heart ache. She shouldn't have paid for that accident, she wasn't the one who caused it.

The mysterious Xing Junjun put her hands on her shoulders, then wrapped his arms around her and placed her neck on her shoulders. "Those matters are already in the past. Stop thinking about it and blame yourself. This is not your fault."

Lin Xuan's entire being froze in place. She never would have thought that Xing Junjun would do such a thing. Perhaps because she already considered him a friend, she did not push him away.

or perhaps it was because of the warmth coming from Xing Junjun's body! This warmth made her think of Zhou Chen's warm palm. Thus, another person fell into his memories.

After Zhou Chen finished talking on the phone, he left for his company. Recalling that Lin Xuan said it was Friday, he immediately told the people under her command that they would be on leave tonight.

The release of this news made everyone excited for a good while and they all began to prepare for their own dates for the evening. The smile on his face was so obvious.

After sitting in the company for an hour, he found that he could not calm his mind at all. As such, he roughly looked at the documents in his hands, and realised that his mind was filled with Lin Xuan's appearance.

So it turns out that he had another disease called lovesickness, and the drug was Lin Xuan.

But there was no trouble now, because he had anticipated it the week before and had pushed some of the plans forward.

He could be considered to be an idler now, so he drove to Lin Xuan's workshop.

Every time he saw the name of the studio, he could not help but clench his teeth. Hmph, so what if Xing Junjun helped me create it?