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... where snowflakes were drifting, and the weather was bitterly cold. His fingers carried a hint of chill as they touched her warm skin.
The clash between cold and warmth!
Wen Nuan suddenly wanted to laugh. This feeling was so akin to their surnames, so much like the emotions between them.
She chased him, he was indifferent. Later, when their hearts closely aligned, he turned cold again. She gave him her warmest gift, yet on that icy rainy night, with a cold phone, he told ...
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