Shen Shengwei put down a book in her hand, picked up a cup of tea, stood quietly in front of the French window and saw the beautiful snow scenery and twinkling stars outside.

She was very quiet. She didn't know what to think. She kept holding the tea cup in her hand and didn't want to take a sip. Quietly, as if any sound could scare her.

When she saw him for the first time in the world today, his appearance always appeared in her mind. He was not particularly handsome. Compared with many people who wanted her most, he seemed to become a little dragon among many stars. He only saw the back and couldn't see the front, but he had a different meaning in his heart.

Why did it look like this? Is the environment different?