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"Zhou Jingwei." She called his name softly.
"I'm here."
"Yes, you are." Cheng Weiyue's eyes were filled with tiny, crystal-like sparkles, "Do you know? It is because you are here that I can be so good. There is something I have never told you. Actually, it's you who are the motivation behind my efforts to improve."
Zhou Jingwei knew that if he said anything more sentimental, the young girl would likely burst into tears.
So he simply acknowledged it, and then gently said, "It might rain lightly tomorrow, so remember to keep warm."
After all, by now it was already the season for winter.
But this year's snow was coming particularly late.
Up to now, there hadn't been any signs of snowfall.
Cheng Weiyue thought of something and chuckled, "Do you still remember? Three years ago, you made it snow artificially for me."
"Did you like it?" The smile at the bottom of Zhou Jingwei's eyes was tender, "If you liked it, I can do it again this year."
