The two stood so close that Shen Xian even felt he could hear the beating of Gu Chen's heart.
The biting cold wind was mostly blocked by him, and the sensation of chill was dispelled by the warmth of his palm.
Shen Xian followed the direction of his fingers and looked over, in the midst of a group of people, there was an ordinary family of three. The father was pushing a small ice cart across the ice, while the child's mother took photos of them from not too far away.
While it was a warm scene, this family of three didn't stand out among the joyful crowd on the ice, for everyone there was happy, albeit in different ways.
Why had Gu Chen particularly noticed this family of three?
Shen Xian turned her head, tilting her frost-nipped little face upward to look at Gu Chen.
"Envious?"
Gu Chen shook his head, "It just reminds me of some things."
