The heavy snow fell, dyeing the whole world pale white.
Qin Shuang was wearing a plain white long dress, with her back to Ethan Hu, faintly blending into the snow-capped mountains.
"Where is the letter?"
Her voice was a little hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.
"What letter are you talking about, Senior Sister?"
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