It's freezing cold.
Yan Jiu raised her hand to catch the falling snowflakes; the pure white snowflakes seemed like a gift from heaven.
She tilted her head slightly upward to look at the sky.
The snowflakes, as white as goose feathers, fell like shooting stars, but they couldn't grant her a wish like shooting stars.
Previous life.
A snowy day.
She lost her senior brother.
Another snowy day.
She lost her master.
Yan Jiu slowly closed her five fingers, and the warmth of her palm quickly melted the snow into snow water.
Snow is innocent.
But she hated snow.
Hate so much that you want to destroy.
Suddenly, a transparent umbrella landed on Yan Jiu's head, shielding her from her resentment towards the snow.
Lang Zongyi blurted out, "Patience isn't your forte, there's no need to hold back."
Yan Jiu was completely preoccupied with the fact that Lang Zongyi was not her senior brother, so she was shocked when she heard this.
He suddenly turned his head.
Yan Jiu asked incredulously, "What did you just say?"
Lang Zongyi repeated, "There's no need to hold on..."
Yan Jiu interrupted: "The first half of the sentence!"
Lang Zongyi asked in confusion, "Isn't forbearance your forte?"
Yan Jiu nearly broke down.
Her senior brother once said this to her.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Yan Jiu's heart.
Yes.
So many years have passed.
Habits and preferences can be changed.
Just like her, she wasn't always this gentle, lovely, and understanding when she was a child.
Yan Jiu wanted to confirm something else.
Ma Weiwei ran out: "Director, something terrible has happened!"
Lang Zongyi shoved the umbrella into Yan Jiu's hand and walked straight back to the small, easily overlooked Special Bureau.
Yan Jiu gripped the umbrella handle.
The hand still held the warmth of Lang Zongyi.
System: [How is the host?]
Yan Jiu smiled and said, "Very good!"
She has never had a better day than today.
Yan Jiu has been alone for too long.
So long that we forgot everything was predetermined, and forgot the saying, "If she loses it, it's her fate; if she gains it, it's her luck."
According to the destiny her master predicted.
She should have remained single forever.
She was lucky to come into this world, lucky to meet her family and friends, and lucky to get clues from her master and senior brother.
Yan Jiu looked up at the snow through the umbrella: "I've found a way to coexist with the snow."
System: […What does that mean?]
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