Jet-black hair, highlighting that face, made it even more like jade—pure and elegant, beautiful.
Shen Nie's eyes were very dark, even darker than his hair, and this heavy rain seemed to fall entirely into his eyes, washing them even cleaner, shining astonishingly.
Shen Nie asked as he bowed his head to Ming Mei, "Do you remember this place?"
Ming Mei nodded, her lips were somewhat turning blue from the cold, "I remember... forgot for two years, but now, I remember everything."
Because it felt so cold, Ming Mei always felt her teeth were chattering when she spoke.
Shen Nie nodded, "I remember too, I've always remembered."
"Want to go in and take a look?"
Ming Mei: "Sure."
Seeing Ming Mei cold to the bone, Shen Nie switched hands, held the umbrella with his left hand, and wrapped his right arm around Ming Mei's shoulder, saying, "This is where we once started."
Ming Mei paused for a moment, didn't resist, and nodded, "Yes..."
