Finnegan Xue was lying on the ground. He was confused when he got drunk and had no idea that he had just met the biggest devil in the world. He was still lying on his back in the snow. The white snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain fell like catkins in spring and reed flowers in autumn, covering him.
After an unknown amount of time, someone approached from the heavy snow holding a bright red paper umbrella. Finnegan Xue squinted his eyes, and then he saw a cold face.
"plum..."
Finnegan Xue grumbled, but never uttered the word "Han Xue". He was too tired.
"Yes, it's me." Mei Hanxue didn't say much and helped him up from the ground.
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