In the early morning when the snowflakes are flying, the world is silent.

Mo Junyang held up an umbrella and held his little wife.

Walk slowly on the red brick and green tiled palace road.

The anxiety and helplessness of the forced separation earlier in the day were gone in this moment.

There was nothing but peace in the hearts of the two men.

When Qingxue looked at the road under her feet and glanced at the hand she was holding, she couldn't help but ...